Two days later, at dusk.
After spending two days playing in Sheng Mei, Yang Qingshu finally began the serious part of this Talan journey.
He brought Song Qing, Zhao Jinde, and Ma with him, and they drove to an estate on the outskirts of Sheng Mei.
"Holy crap!"
"Is this really a place for people to live? This is ridiculous!"
As soon as he got out of the car, Ma couldn't help but swear.
Next to him, both Zhao Jinde and Song Qing had looks of shock on their faces.
What lay before them was a lush, endless lawn.
"Goodness gracious!"
"Just the size of this garden is bigger than my family's farmland in the countryside!"
Zhao Jinde patted his cheeks to bring himself out of his astonishment.
"Wait here, I'm going to make a call!"
Yang Qingshu didn't rush to take the three inside. Instead, he took out his phone and dialed a number.
After a brief conversation with the other party, he hung up.
"Brother Yang, how are we supposed to go in? I feel a bit out of place here."
Ma asked.
