chapter 84 sense of crisis

Going to Beijing, in the abandoned Xiao Mansion. Atius Xiao stood in the vermilion wooden corridor, looking at the spider webs on the eaves, the thick dust on the pillars, and the fallen leaves on the ground, a flash of memory flashed in his eyes. Here are his wonderful memories before he was twenty years old. At that time, the Xiao Family was harmonious, friendly, and lively. It's a pity that things are different and people are different. Atius Xiao glanced at the...