Song Que felt something was amiss, but he couldn't quite put his finger on what it was.
After lunch, Song Que wandered around the house, and he noticed a photograph hanging on the wall.
What puzzled him was that the photograph seemed too small.
The frame was obviously larger than the photo, which naturally featured a family of three, with Lu Ming probably not yet ten years old at the time.
However, before he could look at it for long, Lu Ming quite familiarly requested Song Que's company to play.
Song Que did not refuse.
Playing with an innocently cheerful child always brought a sense of relaxation and joy.
There were none of the likes of The 39th Fortress' Fallen Street here in the lower levels.
On the way, Song Que saw no signs of any illicit, illegal underground industries.
Every person he saw had a smile on their face.
