"I want to go home and get something."
Song Shi looked at Elder Yuan.
"Young Master, please hurry."
Elder Yuan treated Song Shi as someone of the same level as her and was very courteous.
"Wait for me here. I'll be back soon."
Song Shi asked Liu Ruxue and the others to stay behind. He turned into a Phantom image and disappeared from the street, returning to the Song residence.
In only a month's time, the Song Mansion looked much more dilapidated than before. The ground was covered in dust and spiderwebs. A few rats were sniffing around in the corner, looking for food.
After all, the Song Mansion had encountered a terrible disaster and no one dared to come here. Fallen leaves fluttered in the vast space and a cold wind blew. It was a little terrifying.
"If it weren't for the chaos in the world, it wouldn't be bad to just be a profligate son here."
