In the dead of night, lamps were lit, and a letter was delivered by a swan goose!
Inside the house, a middle-aged man came out. He wore a monster-slaying robe, with slightly white temples, a thin face, and profound, bright eyes. On his chest, there were eight feather marks.
The middle-aged man took the letter hooked on the goose's claw, unfolded it, and couldn't help but frown.
"Has something happened in Peace Town?" At this moment, a lazy and disdainful voice that sounded extremely young came from inside the house.
Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man hurriedly turned around and went back into the house.
At this time, a young man was half lying on the bed. He had fair skin, and his features were indescribably handsome, with a hint of casually versed in the world between his brows.
He was barefoot, with his legs crossed, and a chubby yellow-spotted cat sat in front of him like a human, using its chubby paws to massage his feet.
