"Didn't I go to Tianxiang Tower? What a shabby place this is. Why is it so shabby? It seems that I drank too much again and entered someone else's house."
"belch........."
Young Master Liu burped again, staggered towards the door with the Heavenly Sword in hand.
He looks like a lonely drunkard.
Hearing the sound of the door suddenly closing, Wei Yong slowly opened his eyes and sighed.
"Why bother? It's better to give the old man a happy life."
After Wei Yong finished speaking, he looked at the gentleman's sword hanging on the wall that he had always worn in the past, and walked slowly over.
There was a soft cry, and peace returned to the people's courtyard.
Chapter completed!