In the night.
Outside the Chen family manor, Big Yu controlled twenty-five paintings as he fought his way in, only to discover that the Garrison Troops here had been transferred away at some point!
The entire Chen family manor seemed exceptionally deserted in the darkness, as though they had entered a haunted residence.
Big Yu froze where he stood. "Why are there no guards?"
"Don't dwell on that anymore. No matter how many doubts you have, we still have to fight our way in," Zard said.
The two of them fought their way deeper into the manor. The Head Butler, who had served the Chen family for thirty-six years, stood by the road and smiled at Big Yu and Zard. "Good evening, Young Master. Welcome home."
Big Yu sneered. "You've already been made into a puppet, yet you're still putting on this act?"
The Head Butler smiled. "Do you two really intend to make an enemy of me? What a pity."
The Head Butler had no intention of attacking, and Big Yu did not want to kill the man who had cared for him since childhood. So, he continued fighting his way inside in search of his mother, Chen Ningzhi.
As Big Yu and Zard fought their way deeper in, the Head Butler remained alone in the manor's darkness, watching their retreating figures.
He was like an NPC in a game, quietly observing everything.
It was bizarre.
Along the way, Big Yu encountered more than thirty familiar faces: maids, cooks, gardeners, guards.
They stood by the road with strange smiles, each repeating the same line: "Do you two really intend to make an enemy of me? What a pity."
Zard's hairs stood on end. "Why is this guy haunting us like a ghost? What the hell does he want?"
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