"Why are you panicking?!" Liu Shan slammed his palm onto the desk before him.
Bang... crash...
The sturdy desk shattered beneath the tremendous force. Papers scattered everywhere, ink splashed, and brushes rolled wildly across the floor.
Butler Liu, who had just pushed open the door and entered, went weak in the legs. With a thud, he dropped to his knees, trembling all over.
Having served Liu Shan for decades, Butler Liu knew best that Liu Shan was the sort of man whose expression would not change even if Mount Tai collapsed before him. No matter how great the matter, it should have been impossible for him to lose his composure like this.
Yet today, Liu Shan had actually smashed a desk!
What utter loss of composure!
"Speak. What exactly happened?" Liu Shan asked darkly as he sat in his chair.
"You... don't you already know?" As soon as Butler Liu spoke, his heart gave a violent leap. Only then did he realize that the grave matter he meant was not the same as what Liu Shan had encountered. What sort of disaster could have enraged Liu Shan enough to smash his desk?
Liu Shan's expression eased slightly. "Could something have happened at home?"
Butler Liu's eyes reddened, and he said in a tearful voice, "Master, your unborn grandson and granddaughter were killed by that wretched maid Lan Xiang. Even the Second Young Madam nearly lost her life."
Liu Shan's pupils abruptly widened, then swiftly returned to normal.
"Get up and tell me the entire course of events."
How could Butler Liu dare rise? He hurriedly replied, "This is what happened. The Second Young Madam had always been jealous by nature. After the Second Young Master took Lan Xiang as a concubine, she made things difficult for Lan Xiang in every