C690 It Was an Ambiguous Place

Whether Wan Shanhong slept well or not, Wu Zhongyuan didn't know. He only knew that he slept well. Snow was flying outside, and the cold wind was howling. Compared to the sunny and clear sky, it was thousands of miles away. He preferred this kind of weather where the wind, snow, and light were dim. There was only the sound of nature. There was no clamorous noise from the secular world