At this moment, Xie Qi stared at his surroundings in shock, frozen in place. He simply could not believe his eyes.
The house was utterly dilapidated, with peeling walls and several large holes in the roof. Sunlight streamed through these gaps, illuminating a room choked with dust and cobwebs. The windows were precarious, appearing as though they might fall apart at any second.
An indescribable feeling surged in Xie Qi's chest, and he could not help muttering to himself, "How on earth could I possibly be this poor?!"
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