Moyuan had just about finished handling his matters and slowly walked to the entrance of his villa when he sharply noticed a figure standing quietly by the door.
Looking at the middle-aged man before him, a trace of curiosity welled up in Moyuan's heart.
The man was tall and robust with a resolute face. The years had left deep marks on him, yet they could not conceal the steady and composed temperament he exuded.
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