"Young Master Jun, you're here." Mu Qian Fan's voice was filled with joy.
Jun Wu Xie acknowledged with a slight nod.
Mu Qian Fan hurriedly stepped back to allow them in as he said enthusiastically: "Come in and take a seat please."
Jun Wu Xie and her companions went into the house and found the interior of the house even more dilapidated than its exterior. Besides only having a old and tattered wooden bed and a worn wooden table and chair, the whole house could be said to be empty with the four walls.
"Sigh, why does all of this feel so familiar?" Qiao Chu surveyed his eyes over the incredibly bare interior of the room and could not help but remember the dire straits they were all in, before they met Jun Wu Xie.
In all those years, they had not been in a situation much better than Mu Qian Fan.
"You got so much money for that piece of black rock previously, why are you still….." Qiao Chu asked, as he stared puzzledly at Mu Qian Fan.
