C21

In the Liu residence's mourning hall, an old man was still meditating on a prayer mat.

"Father, it's time to rest."

"Wait a little longer."

After a while, a gust of wind pushed open the spirit hall's purple wooden door.

"He's coming."

"What is it, Father?" The Liu family's boss had a stupefied expression on his face.

"Master, this old servant has returned." A black shadow flashed out