In their world, summer had arrived.
Tuanzi was wearing the school's summer uniform, a white short-sleeved shirt, black shorts, a cute children's watch on his wrist, and a small backpack, looking quite fresh.
Tuanzi was munching on an ice cream cone as he walked into the old mansion of the Feng Family. It was extremely quiet inside, with no human sounds to be heard, only the chirping of cicadas and the croaking of frogs in the garden bush.
Tuanzi had never experienced what they used to say about how terrifyingly overcrowded the Feng Family used to be. Ever since he could remember, the Feng Family was always deserted, without a trace of human presence.
"Young Master Sun, sir told you not to return to your room, go to the shrine first. Sir is waiting for you at the shrine," said the butler, who appeared out of nowhere, smiling at Tuanzi.
