C396 The Clothes Were as Heavy as a Mountain

The next day, the horizon in the distance was still pitch black. The mountain range was shrouded in clouds and mist, and it looked like a painting drawn by an outstanding master.

Soong Fann woke up very early. After washing up, he walked out of the house. The old man had already built a pot of tea flowers outside.

"Senior, morning." Soong Fann walked up and bowed respectfully