Fan's mother looked around here, secretly delighted, not expecting those two to live quite well.
Although it couldn't compare to the Fan residence, it was much better than prison.
"The elders of the Song Family live on the second floor, you all can stay on the first floor."
"We want to live on the second floor too."
In the suburbs, there's a lot of moisture, and backed up against the mountains, the lighting on the first floor wouldn't be sufficient.
That's why they didn't want to live on the first floor.
"I think you haven't figured it out yet; it's not up to you whether you need it or not."
The prison guard threw their clothes onto the ground.
"Hey, you all..." Fan's mother pointed at them in anger.
The guard didn't even look at her and drove away.
A few men dressed in black came out of the house, surrounding the three of them.
Six of them extended their hands, simultaneously making a gesture inviting them in.
