And Yuezhou City, at least in many unknown places, is quietly undergoing earth-shaking changes.

Countless ancient tree roots twist and turn underground, intertwining with each other and quietly forming a giant network across the Yuezhou underground.

Fat rats ran swiftly around the ground, forming an orderly underground rat tunnel.

The Rat King kept giving orders, making his younger brothers run wild throughout Yuezhou.

Groups of red-tailed finches were flying gracefully in the heavy snow, their smart eyes paying attention to all movements.

Especially pay attention to the movements of various inns in Yuezhou City.

When a group of sixty people from the Ximen family entered the city, they directly booked a private inn and no longer entertained anyone else.

As for this inn, which nominally belongs to the Merchant Alliance, the real owner is none other than Ding Houding.

Because there has been no follow-up news about the miracle doctor for a long time, people from the Ximen family have been urging He Fei to go to the Lord of the City almost every day. As a result, He Fei has now closed its doors to accept guests.

Nothing to do with heavy snow.

The people of the Ximen family had no choice but to sit idle and drink in front of the snow in front of the windows of their rooms or in the pavilion in the garden.

The hot dishes are piping hot, the aroma of wine is overflowing, and watching the snow from the window is a unique and elegant experience.

But there has been no news about the miracle doctor, and I don't know whether he will come back or not. This trip has no meaning, which always makes people anxious.

Simon Huaide, his wife, two brothers, and two guardians were sitting around the pavilion drinking, feeling depressed.

"Then there is no news about the miracle doctor, so are the Xu brothers reliable?"

"We really don't know whether it's reliable or not. Just saying those two things are what we talk about every day. What we say doesn't count. What can you do?"
Chapter completed!