Chill seeped into every fibre.
Red doors, white walls, cobblestone paths, a large contingent came bustling in.
The newcomers all wore grim expressions, especially the emaciated elderly man in the middle—he was brimming with rage.
This man was Bao Dachu.
Yang had entrusted Mei Manor's affairs to him, how would he account for such a significant oversight when he returned to Blackwood Cliff?
Following Bao Dachu were Qin Weibang, Wang Cheng, and Sang, all of whom were elders.
But among elders, there were ranks, and these three were newly promoted.
Their status might be esteemed elsewhere, but upon reaching Blackwood Cliff, they were not considered significant figures.
By their side were three others, whom even Bao Dachu wouldn't dare to offend.
Sun, the Hall Master of Xuanwu Hall, along with Elder Wu and Elder Shi, who had been tasked with the pursuit of Xiang Wentian.
"Hall Master Sun, what are your thoughts on handling the situation here?" Bao Dachu asked for advice.
