Ni Huan, where's your master?

In the dark basement, the air was damp and cold.

A middle-aged man was locked in it like a trapped beast.

his expression was haggard, and his eyes no longer had their usual sharpness. he looked like a weak old man, and one could not tell that he had once been the patriarch of a large clan.

At this moment, the door was suddenly opened from the outside.

a woman walked over with two bowls in her hands.

The man was stunned and his eyes were fixed on the bowl of water in her hand. When she got close, he immediately reached out to take it and started to drink water like crazy.

jing huan squatted down slightly and looked at the man in front of her who did not look like a noble at all. she could not help but smile.

"How's your mood today?"

hearing jing huan's voice, the man did not say anything.

Jing Huan ignored him and continued, " "i've found someone to accompany you. i believe that you will be in a good mood soon."