The morning light dimmed, and a thin autumn mist rose from the mountains. The golden sunlight pierced through the mist, and the golden light was tens of millions of feet tall and magnificent.

The people of the cliff villa did not want to admire it, the servants were busy, and the young noble men and women were about to leave, returning to the bustling Saint-Hua Financial District.

"Tell Brother, are there any small boats that have sublimated their friendship with ...