WE'RE, UNDER ATTACK.

"You close early on Fridays, why are you just returning?" Zhihao touched the man's face. "You said it's freezing but you have been out for long. Look at the tip of your nose bright pink." He complained.

"Ah'zhi?"

Zhihao looked up and saw who it was. "Uncle Xiangyang?" He smiled.

"Yes, how are you?"

"Fine, fine." Zhihao answered.

"We will have that discussion some other time." Zhaolin said and pushed the door open.

Xiangyang stood there for a while before driving away.

Xueyan has a child... Did she marry? If so, where's her husband?

*

It was Monday morning, Xueyan had arrived early at the company. They used the long bus to drive to their first shooting location.

Three extra cars following up and a truck.

It was nine o'clock when they arrived. It was a small village outside the city.

In the drama, they would be a total of four kingdoms, two provinces and seven villages.