C510 Old People

This large wooden door held the memories of Mu Xinshu's thirteen years of life, as well as the memories of his youth. When he once again faced this thick wooden door, he couldn't help but sigh emotionally in his heart, and his eyes became misty.

In front of the Mu Estate's doors, it was unknown when a few figures had appeared. They stood there alone, staring at Mu Xinshu