Twenty years had passed, and even a robust man during his prime time would get weaker after two decades passed.
The same thing happened to the mansion after two decades passed. The lock on the door no longer worked, and that was why Wen Xiang didn't need the key to unlock the door so he could enter the mansion.
The thing that greeted the two men upon entering the house was dust, and the two of them even coughed heavily from the thin particles that flew through the air right after they opened the front door of the mansion.
They should have expected the situation, but Xue Tian still looked shocked, and he even continued to cough when Wen Xiang managed to get rid of his cough.
Wen Xiang sighed before he grabbed Xue Tian's backpack and unzipped it. From inside the colorful backpack, he took out a face mask before helping the pinkette to cover his nose properly.
