C184 Wang Jingtao's Martial Uncle

On the southern outskirts of the capital, a two-story villa was built alongside a mountain and river. It was picturesque and had a pleasant scenery.

Wang Jingtao was sitting on a leather sofa facing him. An old man with white hair and beard was lying on the sofa, in the posture of Ge You, with a dry tobacco pouch in his hand. He put it into his other hand, lit it up, took a big puff