Xiao Yuanwei was almost falling asleep in his study room, sitting on his chair when someone suddenly broke inside.
He was startled. The sleepiness was gone in an instant. His eyes landed on the figure who was kneeling beside his table.
Han Tingxun's lips trembled slightly. He didn't know how to report this news to his master.
"Master, some unknown people have attacked several spots in our mansion," he immediately said.
Hesitating wouldn't solve a problem, it would only make it worse, so he was decisive enough to report whatever he had found to Xiao Yuanwei, including the presence of the people who had disguised themselves as the guards and maids in the mansion.
Han Tingxun still remembered his master's order some time ago as though it was something that had been foretold from the future.
Xiao Yuanwei's heart tightened. "Anyone injured?"
He had a sense of foreboding and he didn't need Han Tingxun's answer before he got up, heading toward the door.
