He kicked open the courtyard door and walked inside.
Inside, he saw two figures leisurely seated, one cross-legged with a sword laid across his thighs, eyes closed in contemplation.
The other was painting, brushstrokes sweeping over paper.
At that moment, both were startled by the sound of the breaking courtyard door and looked towards Li Tian Gang.
Ren Qianqian immediately recognized Li Tian Gang's appearance, was startled, and hastily stood up, saying, "Uncle."
The Li Hao of the shadow sat in front of his painting, frowning slightly. The memories he had inherited were few, most of the time spent painting or playing chess in an old and empty courtyard, gazing up at the stars in solitude.
Occasional glimpses of some faces were those of women clad in fine silk brocade.
He found the face before him somewhat unfamiliar, yet it stirred a sense of recognition. Still, instinctively, he felt a profound repulsion.
"This is the General's residence, who allowed you to intrude!"
