The dark clouds in the sky had completely dispersed.
The streets were wet.
Sunlight pierced through the white clouds, dropped from high above, and landed on the water stains, reflecting the dazzling rays of light.
Willow trees planted by the roadside swayed in the wind.
After a light rain, the flying catkins were completely gone, and the whole world seemed to be completely new.
However, at this moment, the entrance of Wu's manor was very lively.
A large number of police officers in uniforms were busy back and forth, with constant voices of discussion.
"Last night was crazy enough." A middle-aged police officer, pulling on the cordon, sighed in slightly.
Standing next to him was a young police officer with a slanted hat and a slouchy look, "Yes, who would have thought that there were so many explosives buried under the Wu Family Manor? What happened to the family meeting that took place yesterday? They all died at once."
