Zhuang Long's house faced the sea. Here, they could admire the beautiful scene of the rising sun. In the evening, the sun set on the hill behind them. At this time, the scorching sun was high in the sky. The sunrise and sunset could not be seen, only the scorching sun hanging in the sky.
Zhuang Long narrowed his eyes and stared at the sun. The sun seemed to be in front of him. If long as someone gently cut the rope that hung the sun, the sun would fall and melt him.
He was so hot that he was irritated and could not help but sit up. At this moment, he noticed a luxurious sea view villa on the slope beside him.
The villa only had one floor, but it was especially exquisite. Through the glass wall, Zhuang Long saw a white-haired old man in a black tuxedo standing in the hall of the villa. From this person's outfit, Zhuang Long guessed that he was a butler.
He did not know if the master was around…