He pointed outside the courtyard in a certain direction, and only then did Jiang Yue notice a weathered, ancient fence half-hidden in the darkness. Battered by wind and sun, it was rotten and time-worn, looking as though a firm grip would reduce it to dust.
It was hardly any larger than Auntie Li's courtyard.
Unconcealed astonishment filled Jiang Yue's eyes.
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