The ancient tree beside the path was strong and towering.
Frost and snow hung on its trunk as if it were a painting of a jade tree adorned with exquisite flowers.
Jiang Shouzhong and Lu Renjia squatted under the ancient tree, munching on steaming sweet potatoes, while staring at Zhao Wancang's residence in the distance.
The latter occasionally moved his gaze to the passing women, eyeing the impressively swaying places and would then elbow Jiang Shouzhong, making faces and winking vulgarly.
Jiang Shouzhong, feeling embarrassed, shifted a bit to the side.
Originally, the two planned to directly ask Zhao Wancang, but Jiang Shouzhong decided at the last minute to observe secretly first.
They were observing not only Zhao Wancang but also his wife.
Lu Renjia muttered unclearly, "Rather than tail him here, we might as well just ask directly; it'd save a lot more trouble."
