On the outskirts of Fenglin City, a rustic Chen Family courtyard stood quietly.
In the past, this courtyard was not particularly luxurious, but it was filled with life and peace. When autumn arrived, the leaves of the old maple trees in the yard burned like fire, adding a brilliant splash of color to the entire place. Yet at this moment, the courtyard was permeated with an oppressive and deathly silence.
The once-neat buildings were now mostly dilapidated, their walls covered in cracks like shocking, horrifying wounds. Roof tiles lay scattered in disarray, gleaming coldly in the sunlight. The slate path in the yard was battered and pitted, with dark red bloodstains lingering in places, silently recounting the fierce battle that had once taken place here.
Chapter 48