Time passed, neither too fast nor too slow, and another day went by.
Within Zhang Residence, the former desolation had been replaced by a great deal of activity. However, the newcomers were all burly men with sharp gazes and Killing Intent rolling off them.
No one from the Zhang Family was allowed to leave the residence each day. All their daily necessities were taken over and supplied by the subordinates Lü Yue had brought. As for the lame old man at the gatehouse, they found an excuse to send him home for the time being.
At this moment, Zhang Residence was like a carefully laid spiderweb, waiting for its prey to walk into it.
Meng Zhao did not have to wait long before Zhang Da Niu brought good news.
Zhang Xiao Cui had agreed to take her husband and child home for a visit, and she planned to bring them to live in their new home afterward.
Clearly, either Zhang Xiao Cui, as a filial daughter, wanted to give her parents and younger brother a better life.
Or Bai Yang had realized that this family might pose a threat to him and wanted to eliminate the risk as soon as possible.
Unfortunately, he had been one move too late. Meng Zhao had found the Zhang couple first and set up the trap now in place.
Early that morning, a temporarily hired carriage swayed along the road toward the Zhang Family home, carrying a family of three.
Inside the carriage, a dark-skinned man with a narrow face and light brows held a boy of two or three in his arms. His brows were furrowed and his face was drawn, as though he were in a bad mood. He sat there blankly, somewhat lost in thought.
He was around thirty, a broad-shouldered,