As the capital of China, Beijing was naturally the most bustling place.
One's ears would be buzzing with the cacophony of deafening noise and the sound of horns, making it hard to hear anything.
The Tang family, a prestigious family, made their home on the highest point in the North Mountain. The entire mountain was the Tang family's territory, and servants could be seen everywhere.
It had been a long time since Tang Wenyi was away. She looked at everything and thought to herself, "This is where I should be."
At the thought that this belonged to the Tang family, she felt honored. She was confident that the Tang family was not something that that little bastard, Lu Ming, could take down!
She strutted into the manor with her head held high. Before she could find Grandpa, an old man with white hair in a butler's uniform walked over and said, "Third Miss Tang, Old Master wants you to kneel."
