lt;pgt;Fu Yan Huo Mi

Back at Huo's Manor, it was almost nine o'clock. The engagement banquet had long ended, and the manor was brightly lit.,Just when things had finally calmed down thanks to Chen, she started up again.,In the main seat, Old Master Huo sat in a grand armchair, beads of prayer rotating between his fingers as he gestured towards Huo Mingzheng.。