Song Qingshu grabbed Huang Rong by the shoulder, and the two quickly slipped inside. They did not encounter a single person along the way, which secretly alarmed them. The Shen family was one of Shanyin's prominent clans; there should have been plenty of maids and servants in the residence. Yet after entering the garden for so long, they had not seen a single one. It was indeed highly abnormal.
Song Qingshu climbed to a high spot and looked into the distance. He found Shen Garden shrouded in darkness, with only one small courtyard lit up. He and Huang Rong quietly made their way over.
A group of masked men in black had formed a large circle. In the middle lay a cluster of maids and servants, collapsed together. The air was thick with the stench of blood. Ever since becoming pregnant, Huang Rong had been prone to nausea, and the sight before her made her stomach churn violently.
Song Qingshu feared that the sound of her vomiting would alert the people inside. He hurriedly took her hand and sent inner energy into her. Only then did she feel somewhat better.
The two hid in a large tree beside the courtyard, peering through the dense branches. There seemed to be survivors in Shen Garden. A middle-aged couple knelt trembling in a pool of blood, while a man wearing a green fanged demon mask stood before them.
The man appeared to be rather young, but the mask concealed his face too thoroughly for any features to be seen.
Yet that was not what shocked Song Qingshu the most. What stunned him most was the middle-aged couple kneeling in the blood. If he was not mistaken, the man was Palace Attendant Censor Shen Yan. They had met once in court back in Lin'an.