Gu Qiaoqiao was really extremely curious.
Her mind was full of these matters, so naturally, she wouldn't care about the attitudes of the people in front of her.
Besides, she was confident.
She wouldn't let her mood be affected by the facial expressions of others.
Old Grand Master Qin nodded slowly, "Hmm, I know."
And at this moment, the car stopped.
Ahead was a lush green lawn, surrounded by walkable roads, lined with ginkgo trees, and under the trees, roses were in full bloom.
And directly ahead was an ancient and elegant castle, outlined by the sunset in golden light, seemingly telling a weathered story from a hundred years ago.
This castle, like the buildings of Gu Garden, bore historical traces, yet each had its own characteristics.
It had to be said, the foundation of the Zhou family was truly profound.
At this time, a middle-aged local man from Eagle Country quickly stepped forward and opened the car door.
