"Long time no see!" Tan Ke chuckled. "This is my sister, Xi Xi... Ai Weiwei!"
"Come down now, don't be naughty," Tan Ke said, standing before the enormous tombstone, his expression doting yet somewhat caught off guard.
Jing Shu squinted, observing Xi Xi. Just moments ago, the girl had stood beside the mountain-like Tan Ke, looking as fragile and heart-wrenching as a porcelain doll. In the blink of an eye, she was captivated by the massive tombstone at the entrance of Jing Shu's villa. In another blink, she had already climbed a good way up the structure, which towered over ten meters high.
From afar, her slightly immature voice drifted over, "Brother, brother, is this the wall of a rich family's yard? Isn't it magnificent? How much food would it take to get such a big plot of land in the Imperial Capital?"
Jing Shu laughed. "Land isn't worth much in Wu City. This much land wouldn't even trade for a toilet in the Imperial Capital."
