The first, but not necessarily the last

The next morning, Iwao Lin took the initiative to visit the courtyard where Zhang Qianling lived. He reached out and knocked. A servant opened the door. "I'm here to see Brother Zhang!" Iwao Lin chuckled. After making the decision, he felt a lot more relaxed. The servant took Iwao Lin into the courtyard. Zhang Qianling was sitting there, drinking tea calmly. He slowly made himself a cup of tea, raised his head, and scanned the courtyard. "Back then, I lived here. I didn't expect that three years...