It was New Year’s Eve, so there were many visitors at the Yu family. It was one of the most important holidays, and many invited the Young Master outside.
However, he didn’t like the hustle and bustle of the adults. He didn’t want to converse with unfamiliar people.
He sat alone with the three dogs on the balcony, peacefully reading a book. The dogs lied quietly by his side. Dahuang was aging and had become a lot less playful and energetic.