In the middle of the courtyard sat a young man, about twenty years old. Even for this group of assassins who had long been accustomed to seeing people, they could only describe his appearance as "amazing." If his looks were already unparalleled, then his cold and noble temperament was even more unique.,After sending away a group of troublesome people, Zhou Yi put his belongings into a black backpack and took out the hot dishes from the kitchen. He sat in the yard and ate them up. Over the years, he had developed the habit of cooking for himself. Not long after, he finished his meal.,The gatekeeper and servants complained as they walked, lamenting the difficulty of this mountain path. It was littered with duck droppings! For a butler serving a second-rate noble family, it truly was a thankless task. While their lives weren't as extravagant as those of the master and mistress, they were still considerably better off than ordinary people. If not for the sudden appearance of this new "young lady," this old man wouldn't have to endure such hardships.。