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Unbelievable

At the Yangs courtyard in Beijing, although it was only mid-May, the weather was surprisingly good.

After the morning mist had dispersed, the green plants looked as vital as they could be, making the courtyard look pleasing to ones eyes while adding a faint fragrance to the air.

Yang Gongming was in his usual outfit—a thin t-shirt with soft cotton pants. After watering a few wisterias he had retrieved, he walked to the side of the stone table in his cloth shoes.

He lifted up a cup of red ginseng tea and took a sip. Looking at the plants that were in the courtyard, the old man let out a smile of satisfaction.

Right at that moment, a tall, young man in short-sleeved military uniform stepped into the courtyard. A sense of pride hung between his brows.

The young man stopped behind Yang Gongming. Looking at the plants in the courtyard, a gleam of despise flashed across his eyes and disappeared as soon as it came. Then, he smiled and said, “Grandpa, did you summon me?”

The young man was naturally Yang Lie.

Yang Gongming turned around and said smilingly, “Oh, youre here. Come, sit down, sit down.”