Ji Family's ancient estate.
Ji Anyu walked through the carefully arranged serpentine wooden corridor, casually tossing the bread in his hand into the pond.
The serving butler, helpless, said: "Young Master Anyu, later Young Master Quan will blame us again for not stopping you."
Ji Anyu smiled, took big strides across the corridor, pushed open a quaint wooden door, and in the depths of the room, a vague figure behind a screen could be seen gently encouraging a middle-aged man.
Despite the stark age difference, the middle-aged man kept bowing, his behavior revealing nothing but respect.
Noticing Ji Anyu's arrival, the young person behind the screen paused mid-sentence, signaling the conversation's end.
Ji Anyu casually walked over to the tea table and, without any hesitation, picked up the tea caddy, when suddenly his terminal chimed with a reminder.
Upon seeing that it was a message from Bage, his gaze undulated with ripples.
Was it about something in the Western region?
