The sun was shining brightly. The little birds were flying low and perched on the thick green grass pecking everything they could find.
The cool air in the winter. The warm sun shone on the front yard of the Hua family house which was very quiet. There was only the faint sound of a broom rubbing against the ground and grass among the other calm sounds.
Several new servants were hired, after all the inhabitants of the Hua mansion were killed. All new faces that BaiYing, did not recognize at all, unfamiliar faces. Slowly, the blue shoes with silver thread embroidery stepped into the front yard of the mansion, accompanied by LuoXiang who was standing very close behind him. Of course, there was also BeiYau and a few trusted guards accompanying them there.