He tried to recall it, but the memory seemed unbearable. The more he thought about it, the worse his headache became. He winced in pain and reached out to cover his forehead, which was bandaged.,"A hundred years old, I heard that you treat your home like a trash dump and often pick up garbage, is this true",Xia Zi-xuan smirked disdainfully and quipped, "Oh, I didn't expect you to still be protecting this foolish husband of yours. If he wants to eat here, there is a place." After that, Xia Zi-xuan pointed his finger towards the corner of the hall.。