At this time, most of the rooms in the Huaye Tower were dark, and for those few still lit, they were likely engaging in humanity's most primal activity.
Those sounds, to Lin Miao,
were indeed a little indifferent.
As long as he wasn't personally involved, these could barely stir a ripple in a pond of spring water.
Holding "Ding San'Er" in his hand, he walked along a corridor and surprisingly didn't encounter a single person. This was the backyard, as Shi Yin had mentioned.
The backyard was the private territory of the tower master, Qin Yanran. Without permission, no one was allowed to enter at will, and Qin Yanran resided in the southwest of the backyard, in a two-story pavilion above a lotus-filled pond.
She lived alone.
Wasn't she afraid of water vapors invading her year-round, causing rheumatism?
