lt;The Pocket Dimens

At this time, the grand house of the Yan family, built with blue bricks and covered in red tiles, was filled with the aroma of cooking. Smoke rose from its kitchen chimneys as two maidservants and a matron bustled about preparing meals for their masters.,The sky grew darker and darker, the line a hazy gray.,"Big brother, this unlucky person, this unlucky person is truly pretending to be dead."。