"Young Master, is something wrong? Should I scout ahead first?"
Following closely beside Lin Yu, Ya'en had dutifully taken on the role of Lin Yu's steward. Seeing Lin Yu reveal an unusual expression the moment he stepped into this so-called Zhang Family residence, he immediately asked in a low voice.
"Hehe... No need. Just someone barely clinging to life, nothing worth worrying about."
"Oh... right, he's an old friend of yours too. He escaped last time, yet we actually ran into him here. Truly, you can search everywhere in worn-out shoes and find nothing, only to get it without any effort."
"An old friend?"
Ya'en paused slightly, confusion appearing in his eyes at first. Then, as if he had thought of something, his eyes abruptly widened as he looked at Lin Yu in surprise.
"Young Master, do you mean Sima Hao?"
"Mm."
Lin Yu nodded with a soft chuckle.
"Looks like this was all destined. Even though he escaped from Young Master's hands, he ultimately delivered himself right to our door."
Ya'en spoke with a sigh. He had always assumed that, aside from himself, everyone else had been wiped out. He had not expected someone to actually escape Lin Yu's hands.
But when he thought of Sima Hao's ability, Ya'en found it somewhat understandable.
"Hehehe... This time, I won't let that slippery old fellow escape again!"
Lin Yu looked at the silent Zhang residence, a cold glint flashing through his eyes.
"Honored guests, this way, please!"
Led by the bowing steward, the group arrived in a room resembling a council hall.
"You're here!"
The moment Ji Wushuang entered, an aged and feeble voice rang out from within the hall, as though its owner were already on his deathbed. Ji Wushuang's expression immediately changed, and his eyes snapped toward the