Elder Yan had a well-known hobby, which was raising birds. Any bird from here could easily be worth hundreds of thousands of silver, and some Exotic Beasts were even priceless.
It was said that each year, just the cost of feeding the Exotic Birds exceeded two million silver.
Yan Liang, who was advanced in years and frail, sat in a rattan chair with two young maids by his side, one pouring tea, the other holding prepared fruit with respectful expressions.
In the palm of the Elder's hand, he pinched a handful of colorful seeds, looking at the birds that occasionally landed on his arms, his face filled with kindness and friendliness.
"My dear father, what time is it already, and you still have the mood to play with birds here!"
Yan Maoxing strode up angrily, causing the birds to fly into a panic, "Do you know that Yu Siji and Du Xiaochen have betrayed the country and defected to the enemy!
"Those two, we were the ones who promoted them from scratch.
