Seeing his young master still wanting to proceed inside, the old butler grew anxious, "Young Master, you mustn't go! Today is your joyful day, this place is unlucky!"
The man turned a deaf ear and directly maneuvered his wheelchair into the courtyard.
Although Wanchun Garden is quite old, it's been renovated many times, each time more luxurious than the last, full of earthly vitality. Unlike this building, which is filled with ghostly chills everywhere...
The group continued to follow their enigmatic boss with sweaty palms, moving forward. Suddenly, a piercing scream erupted from among them—
"Ahhh—"
The one screaming was Assistant An.
At this moment, he was wearing a mismatched pair of pajamas and slippers, crouched like a quail, head buried deeply in his arms. Who knows what he saw just now...
The sudden scream nearly scared the souls out of everyone else.
"What's happening, what's happening?"
"What happened?"
"Protect President Tang!"
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