C72

In the Residence of Yun's guest hall.

Old Man Yun sat at the head of the table, blowing on his beard while staring at Yun Xie. His teeth were itching, if it wasn't for the fact that he was holding a little girl in his arms, he would have already scolded her.

The Residence of Yun had been reduced to a pile of ruins the previous few hours. He was still stupefied and did not know anything