C105 Liu Family Village

Amidst the crops, there were always people. Fearing that his red and black attire might alarm the villagers, Feng Yimo stowed away the striking colors and donned a green robe instead. With a fan in hand and his hair neatly tied up, he resembled a leisurely scholar wandering the field's ridges, taking in the sight of the ripe golden crops. The air was rich with the scent of rice