The wind and snow seemed to beat endlessly against the windows of the small courtyard.
Emitting a dull sound.
Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei had just returned to the living room not long ago.
The heavy courtyard door was pushed open, and Chu Kuanglan, Wei Banmeng, and Lu Jiuyuan, shrouded in a wave of cold air, walked in quickly.
Chu Kuanglan went straight to the water dispenser as soon as he entered.
Gulping down a large glass of hot water.
He wiped his mouth, with eagerness and a barely noticeable excitement on his face, breaking the silence in the room with a loud voice:
"Found it! God Fang!"
