135 Death Of Grandpa
Butler Chen helped Han Erlang and both of them walked out from the mansion. His mansion was not smaller than the other two mansions at all. After they left the mansion, Han Erlang sat down on the bench which was in the middle of his flower garden.
Butler Chen, as thoughtful as usual, brought a shawl for him from the mansion and draped it on him.
"Chen, you go inside." Han Erlang said to him.
"But sir, I don't think it's a good idea to leave you here alone." Butler Chen said but Han Erlang waved his hand.
"Go. Don't be a nuisance."
"... Alright." Butler Chen guessed his master was in a bad mood and thus, he did not linger beside him.
After he had left, he looked up in the sky and suddenly spoke out as he turned to his left side, "Whoever you are, come out."
Nothing happened. The place was quiet as usual.
"I saw you. No point in hiding." Han Erlang said again.
