aged man dressed in a gray long robe, with a fierce face and who was meticulously sipping his tea. The man wasn't tall but carried an aura of intimidating authority. This middle-aged man was Qin Xiaol... It's a pity..." Zhao Liguo's eyes welled up: "It's a pity that Wuyin Mountain Villa is gone. I'm afraid I won't be able to serve you anymore in the future...""With the Wuyingshan Villa gone, we can...