"Alright."
Ye Yan helplessly left the room.
There was no helping it; he couldn't beat the old man, so he could only clean up after him. He wondered when this dog's life would come to an end.
"Master Yan, what should we do?"
Ye Guang looked at Ye Yan as he came out and asked.
"Let them surround the place. They don't dare to rush in. Just wait for the old man to finish his game."
Ye Yan had someone move a chair over, and he sat outside the room, listening to the sounds of the game inside until they finished.
"Xiao Xiao, are you sure you don't need us to take you home? You should come back with us. It's not good to stay at someone else's place."
At two in the morning, by the roadside near a small stall, Ye Dayong looked reluctantly at her.
"It's not someone else's home; it's my uncle's house. My grandma is also there. I want to live with them."
Ye Xiao looked at the constantly moving crowd and vehicles on the street, thinking that the Imperial Capital never sleeps.
