Ye Fan's four cars drove into the courtyard, and when he got out, he deliberately maintained a rather elegant pose.
The car door opened, and military boots hit the ground.
Zhuge Yunxue handed him a white cape, which he flicked gracefully, creating an elegant arc that draped over his shoulder.
Then.....
The courtyard in front of him was cold and desolate, not a single person in sight.
Ye Fan stood there for a full minute, surrounded by silence.
"It's really strange, the radar clearly showed there are people here."
Ye Fan stepped forward and walked into a room.
The things inside had been hurriedly packed away, and if you didn't look closely, you couldn't even tell that anyone had lived here.
He walked into the kitchen, which was also empty.
Ye Fan looked down at the stove, the coal inside had been extinguished, but it still retained some heat.
"Is it that they don't want to see outsiders?"
Although Ye Fan was not very happy, he could understand these people's mentality.
