C118 The past is like smoke

Mr. Tzu remembered a lot of things from the past... Then, he really wanted to go back and take a look!

It was early in the morning of an early winter day. The crowing of chickens could be heard no more than three times as a man rushed into Mr. Zi's house with the cold air that he had accumulated throughout the night.

"Ah, Mister Zi, Mister Zi