Chapter 664 Yan Zhanxiong

• Yulian sat by the window, poured himself a big bowl of steaming, freshly ground soy milk, and gazed at the neat, pretty view outside. In the breakfast shop, those old dons who usually held high rank and were highly respected were now teasing each other like kids, haggling over pennies. Laughter boomed again and again in the tiny place.
• Leisurely, easy, and peaceful.
• Yulian couldn’t help feeling a little envious. The old don’s daily life like this looked pretty comfy.