"What happened to Xiaopeng? What's wrong with my son?"
In the Guan Family's grand residence in the south of the city, the sound of many hurried footsteps echoed from outside. A beautiful and elegant noblewoman with a panicked expression rushed back, bursting into the rear courtyard. She was followed by a large retinue of maids, old nannies, and guards. A moment later, the noblewoman's heart-wrenching, shrill scream pierced the air.
"My son! Who beat you into this state? Which bastard was so heartless? And where is that old dog, Uncle Fu? Where the hell did he go, letting my son get hurt like this?! I'll flay that derelict cur alive!"
"My Lady, Uncle Fu's cultivation was crippled!" a voice said softly.
"Then what about the assailant? Are you all useless?! Did it not occur to you to mobilize the family's experts?" the furious voice shrieked.
