บท 164: Lay Low (3)

He walked down the dark path and went across a small forest, then he arrived at a small house.

Two oil lamps were hanging on the door of the house. The dim light only brightened about a small area in the front, and the oil lamps knocked on the door from time to time as the wind blew.

Angele wiped the dust off his clothes and walked to the fences of the yard.

He put his hand on the cold wooden handle and pushed it slightly.

"Dennis! You’re back." In the yard, a cute chubby girl wearing a gray robe was watering the flowers. She turned around and raised her head.

"Yeah, where’s Sidman?" Angele asked.

"He’s inside."

"I’ll talk to you later."

"Sure."

Angele passed through the yard and entered the house. It was bright inside, and the walls were decorated with fine glass lamps.

It was warm and cozy inside. The fragrance of fruit wine permeated the air.