Sarlayan's leisurely life in the country passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it came to February of the 17th year of Black Gate.

In the morning, I handle official business in the office, and in the afternoon, I take my family to walk around, and occasionally communicate remotely with Kael'thas and Uncle Willis on the mobile phone, and listen to the "interesting things" that happened in Silvermoon City recently.

Sharlayan, an outsider, doesn't need to worry about the wedding, the Sunstrider royal family "plays" quite happily.

follow the old man

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