It was night.
The second elder's courtyard.
The bright moon hung high in the sky. The water of the lake reflected the stars in the sky like a clear mirror.
In the pavilion, the second elder, who was wearing a plain white robe was holding a glass in his hand. He looked at the liquor in the glass with a dazed look.
He heard footsteps behind him.
"Father, you're looking for me?"
"It's my son, Huaiyuan! Take a seat!" The second elder hurriedly turned around and saw a cold-looking young man standing behind him.
"Father, why are you so sad? Who in Lin City dares to mess with Dad?" Lin Huaiyuan asked as he walked into the pavilion.
"Alas, it's a long story!" The second elder shook his head as he told Huaiyuan about what happened in the past few days.
Unexpectedly, Lin Huaiyuan burst out into laughter after hearing that.
