"Tongtong!"
Yan Zimo rushed into the courtyard and shouted, but there was no response from inside. He spread out his divine sense, yet still could not find any trace of his son.
Once he confirmed that something had happened to his son, Yan Zimo fiercely slapped himself several times.
He should have realized earlier that Fifth Brother had held him back in order to make a move on his son.
I'm too stupid. I underestimated Second Brother too much. For the position of Thief Zhi, what wouldn't he do?
Yan Zimo cursed himself inwardly as he rushed out of the courtyard, prepared to find Second Brother. So long as he did not harm his son, Yan Zimo could give up competing with him for the position of Thief Zhi.
In this world, nothing was more important than his son.
But just as he rushed out, he saw a familiar face.
"Chief."
The newcomer was Mi Chengtian. He sent Yan Zimo a voice transmission.
"Chief, I know you're anxious, but don't panic yet. Young Master Tong is fine."
"What do you mean?"
Yan Zimo tried his best to calm down, his eyes filled with killing intent as he stared at Mi Chengtian, demanding an answer.
"Lord Tang guessed that those people would stop at nothing to compete with you for the position of Thief Zhi, so he sent the Embroidered Uniform Guard to secretly protect Young Master Tong in advance. The few people who made a move against him have already been killed, and Young Master Tong has been taken to Lord Tang's place for protection."
Mi Chengtian hurriedly explained.
Hearing that his son was safe, Yan Zimo finally let out a breath. A sense of relief unlike anything he had ever felt before flooded his heart.
Regaining what had nearly