C303 Gandalf

Barefooted, the white-haired old man strolled leisurely around. In front of him, the three waves of black-clothed men and the wolfhound, who had been eyeing him menacingly, were all lying down on the ground, devoutly kowtowing to him. Obviously, in their minds, the white-haired old man was a living Bodhisattva.

He directly walked into the villa, passed through a garden