Life Is Like Water

The sun set behind the western hills, and the bright moon began to rise.

Nights in modern society could never compare to nights in the age of cold weapons; they carried far more noisy, murky clamor that did not belong to human warmth.

After browsing the official forum, Xiao Ying, alone by himself, felt that loneliness and bewilderment begin to breed again. Yet he did not want to contact his old brothers and friends, lest he implicate them or suddenly discover that their friendship was gone. Better to keep storing away that longing.

As for shopping, Xiao Ying truly did not have the habit. Besides, the Great Huan Royal Robe itself could transform at will, even into modern clothing. Since he would not be staying for more than a few days anyway, there was no need to specifically buy anything.

He walked to the door, which had never been shut, looked at the tightly closed door opposite him, and sensed the unmistakable voices inside. He stared straight at that door for a long while...

He returned to the study and found several dozen coins...

Circulating the cultivation technique of the Great Flood Netherworld Record, he closed his eyes and sensed his surroundings for a moment. Then dense, shrill sounds of air being torn apart rang out, destroying more than a dozen hidden cameras and startling away surveillance groups at seven or eight locations.

Then Xiao Ying carried a case of red wine and two bottles of baijiu over to knock on the door. This was something he had often done in the past, and after so many years, he truly felt a little nostalgic.

"Ding dong, ding dong..."

The doorbell rang. The sounds inside abruptly halted, and everything fell silent.

Xiao Ying naturally knew why. He could not help smiling