C865 I Don't Mind You Prying into My Privacy

Just as his car stopped, the person in charge of the manor came in front of him, "Young Master."

"A guest?"

The person in charge replied, "There's one." He pointed in the direction.

The night in the mountains was chilly. He picked up his suit and walked up.

Under the bright moonlight, the stone road in the mountains became wide. On the clear and cold road, only his footsteps could be heard