Duke Cheng Mansion.
"Duke, this is the situation." The butler had finished his report.
"Got it. You may leave."
State Duke Cheng waved his hand.
Seeing the butler leave, he hurriedly stood up and walked towards the back of the mansion.
They walked past the artificial mountains, the winding corridors, and the flowerbeds, then stepped on an elegant wooden bridge. They passed by an octagonal pavilion in the middle of the lake. This area was already a restricted area of the Public House, and it was also the third door other than the outer and inner doors. At this moment, a person who looked young but had an extremely weathered expression was sitting in the pavilion.
