Upon receiving the message, Martial Marquis Qian's first thought was disbelief.
His mansion was under tight security; it was impossible for anyone to break in unnoticed and harm his son.
But the guard who had relayed the news was his trusted confidant and couldn't have lied.
"Who was it?" he snarled, glaring at the guard's spectral image.
The guard knelt on one knee and replied, "This subordinate was incompetent. I didn't see the intruder's face; I don't even know how someone entered the Young Master's room."
"Weren't you all standing guard outside? How could you not know?"
"Were you neglecting your duties?" Martial Marquis Qian demanded in shock and fury.
"We wouldn't dare."
"Both of us were standing guard outside the door the entire time. We never left. We are certain we didn't see anyone go in," the guard replied anxiously.
If anything happened to Feng Yun, he definitely wouldn't have a good end either.
