C294 I Packed up My Things and Left

Qiuzhai.

The Qiumingyao sat in the living room and lit up a cigar as he looked outside the window with a heavy gaze. After a while, he picked up the phone and dialed the number on a nearby piece of paper.

"Hello, hello." The phone was quickly connected, and the voice on the other end was full of energy.

"Hello, Zhaozong." Qiumingyao smiled