Before Ai Hui could finish his sword tower, an emissary from the Gong Residence appeared at Lemon Camping Ground.
He was about fifty years old and had kind brows. He was always smiling and his skin was well maintained. It was obvious that he had been living like a prince for a long time as there was a natural air of nobleness surrounding him.
The housekeeper, Mister Wang, spoke very slowly and in a harmonious tone. It was pleasant listening to him.
