In the deserted suburbs, a black mansion stood out like a sore thumb. Its dark glass and black exterior...,The boy tugged his hair, "That probably won't work, I estimate that I'll be going back to China during Qingming. I probably won't have time to light incense for you.",Gu Xino was dressed in black, with messy hair and a dusty look about him. He clearly had just returned from outside.。