"Whew... finally home, I'm so tired."
A creaking sound was heard.
The black Mercedes came to a stop at the entrance of the Southern City War Zone compound.
Lin Fan and the other two got out of the car, exchanging smiles.
Summer Bingbing raised her fair arms, stretched her slender waist, and let out a big yawn.
Fatty Chu, on the other hand, wore a wide grin, leaning on his crutch, clearly intending to shamelessly keep following along.
"Guoxiong, get back home right now, the old man has something to say to you!"
At this moment,
a middle-aged man with his hands behind his back walked out from the main entrance of the Chu family's ancestral house across the street.
An air of authority naturally radiated from his square face, now shrouded in a chill.
He frowned, finished speaking, and glared at Summer Bingbing with displeasure, before fixing his gaze on Lin Fan's face.
For some reason, the man's cheek twitched slightly.
