This was a white-domed Western-style house covering an area of about one hundred square meters, complete with a small garden outside.
Only the surroundings were overgrown with weeds that enveloped the house, leaving only a single narrow path barely leading to the front door.
Stepping down from the carriage and seeing this desolate sight, Kafuni's face fell: "Is the address given by that Orc correct? It doesn't look like anyone lives here at all."
Chapter 72