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Outside the bedroom, the sunlight was bright.
Wang Changji walked through the collapsed doorway and into the courtyard.
Passing by the carcass of the orange cat.
The little orange had a pair of brown eyes, which now were also motionlessly staring at the sky.
He pushed open the courtyard door and walked out.
It had been a long time since he had been outside in the broad daylight when there were many people around; the more people there were, the more uncomfortable the world made him feel. Nothing was different.
He looked up and glanced at the brilliant daylight, slightly squinting his eyes.
"What a disgrace!"
An elderly man with a robust figure approached, bellowing right off the bat, "Is Changxiang in your courtyard?"
He remembered, as a matter of course, that this man was Wang Lianshan, the current Clan Leader of the Wang family, his father.
Wang Changji looked at the man but did not speak.
