C228 Horsehead's Gang

With his back against the Bluestone Town of the mountain, a stream of mountain spring passed through the town like white silk. Along the familiar road, Shi Dali's car finally slowed down a little.

In less than two hours he was at his door.

When he finally saw the old courtyard, the messy thoughts along the way somewhat dissipated.

Shi Dali got out of the car and walked inside