Your Old Man’s Brain Isn't Working Well

"This place has never been used before?"

The Green Guardian shook his head. "City Lord, the slaves rarely come here. It has always been empty."

This farm was in the residential area. The Green Guardian and the others were mostly active on the training ground. It was not strange that no one came here.

"Go. Look for someone to clean up this place and repair the damaged places. I want to use this place."

"Yes, City Lord."

By the time Su Ying returned to the palace, it was already past noon. The two little ones were still practicing writing and reading with Chu Yun every day. This time, there were quite a few children and teachers who came with them. Chu Yun intended to resume classes after a month.