C167 Chapter 167

Yuan Fann began to tell about his sister. It was more like he was answering his own question than telling it:

My sister, by the way, spoke very little, was not very close to me, and I don't remember much of her. It was vague, as if I knew only that she existed and nothing else.

[Oh... Other than that, I remember the fact that my sister likes to draw. It is in a room at home.] Uhh..