C242 Hairiness

At ten o'clock in the morning, Chen Fangyuan had finally finished paying his respects to the God Emperor.

The sun was now shining in the courtyard outside the temple, and the branches of the old mulberry trees flourished. The sunlight penetrated through the branches and leaves, shining on the ground.

It was a beautiful spring day.

In Chen Xin's heart, ten million alpacas galloped past