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This place was already under martial law, but Tang Yu was, after all, the future landlord. After proving his identity, the patrolling soldiers let him pass.
He was about to enter when he heard his cousin's shout.
Turning around, he saw Tang Yu sprinting over. Seeing Tang Yu and the martial-law-enforced wasteland behind him, he looked as if he had seen a ghost, "You... you didn't really buy a piece of land, did you?"
Tang Yu held his forehead and countered, "Brother Yu, why have you come here? How are Mom and Dad..."
"Oh, you don't have to worry about them; I've left that task to Xiaojia."
So you chased me down just to avoid this tough task!
A few people walked into the wasteland, followed by some soldiers.
It was evident that there had already been planning here, but the project had only just begun when it was forced to a halt.
The cousin had already accepted the fact that his younger cousin was a rich man, but...