The next day, it was still raining. The rain today was much lighter; it was just a drizzle.

The temperature in Wiltspoon has dropped to the lowest level this year, only seven degrees. On this cold winter morning, the business welcomed several unfamiliar customers.

The moment the doorbell rang, the butler couldn’t help but mutter, “Who’s here so early in the morning?”

The workers haven’t started working yet. Because of the cold weather and rainy days, the workers in charge of yard work changed their start time to around eight o’clock.

It rained heavily yesterday, so the butler let them rest for a day.

The butler thought it was Remy Johnson, the future son-in-law from next door.

He often came before dawn just to have breakfast with Elisa.

The butler, holding an umbrella, walked to the villa’s gate and saw five old men standing in a row. With the exception of one individual who appeared to be a patient and had a fair complexion, the other four men exuded an air of immortality. The butler was shocked, believing he had not woken up yet and had seen ghosts.

wore retro

and each of them had a long gray

rubbed

on his face, he either thought he had

butler:”…”

to

ways to wake

wake up, open his

through the wall long ago. Actually, your door can’t stop us. If I want to, I can take down your door in a minute. But

and I can’t even go into the house. It’s freezing outside. Why do I feel like it’s even colder here than it is

heating, but we in Wiltspoon don’t have

Wiltspoon City did not need

would rise again the day after tomorrow, and by the

elderly

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