C337 Each of Them Had Their Own Thoughts!

At the Yuan family mansion in Loong City, Yuen Xiaotian stood at a third-floor window, his gaze alternating between resolve and complexity, betraying an internal struggle.

A man stood rigidly behind him, his face etched with solemnity, seemingly awaiting instructions.

After a lengthy pause, Yuen Xiaotian inhaled deeply. "The Inkstone Pavilion's arrival is imminent