C320 Those from the Han Family

A cool breeze gently floated. Under the light of the sun, the earth seemed especially warm.

On the hillside where the wind was blowing, there were two small cemeteries.

A white-haired youth wearing an embroidered robe was sitting next to one of the graves. He was drinking wine with his eyes red as he sat on the ground.

Beside him stood a 20-30 year old girl. She wore a green robe