On the way home that evening, Chen Shouyi was still mulling things over to himself, and a shadow of unease crept into his heart.
He didn't know whether this spatial fluctuation had been a natural phenomenon or something man-made. If it was the latter, would it be a blessing or a curse for Earth?
He shook his head and stopped thinking about it.
The end of the year was drawing near, and the new year soon arrived.
This New Year was livelier than in years past. Visitors came one after another, and even Chen Shouyi couldn't selfishly avoid meeting them. He could only stay home and receive his guests. Fortunately, most people knew their place; after a few words, they left their gifts and went on their way.
Even those who didn't know their place wisely took their leave under the many eyes of the guests who kept arriving.
Jiang Yanyan, Chen Shouyi's cousin, had been kept by Mother Chen to help serve tea and water. Watching the bustling living room, she went from stunned to unruffled, then numb, all in the space of half a day.
"Cousin, do you know this general?" Jiang Yanyan asked Chen Xingyue in a low voice after refilling the tea and leaving the reception room.
She had noticed that the two of them had been chatting for more than five minutes.
Compared with the half a minute or minute other visitors got, this was special treatment indeed.
Chen Xingyue went over and sneaked a glance inside. After identifying the man, she returned and said uncertainly, "I think he's the military's legendary powerhouse, General Li Wenwu. I've seen his photo in the newspaper before. I didn't know my brother knew him."
Her tone was remarkably calm. If Jiang Yanyan had only just gone numb, Chen