C63 Chapter 63

While smoking, he slowly walked along the corridor. The sound of his footsteps echoed in the empty corridor. Hee Junyuan had never liked this kind of sound. It was as if he would never be able to walk to the end of it.

This was the place where he had lived more than a decade ago. It was also more than a decade ago, after a huge fire, that the house had been burnt down to a frame