Early the next morning, Viscount Leslie arrived after hearing the news and stood before the warehouse, which had been burned to a charred shell, his expression dark and grim.
"How bad were the losses?" Only after a long silence did Viscount Leslie ask Xu Yi, who stood beside him.
"I caught it early, so there wasn't much damage," Xu Yi replied, then frowned slightly, looking puzzled.
Last night, he had watched that tiny spark burst open and turn into a blaze that engulfed the entire warehouse in an instant. No matter how he looked at it, it had seemed less like an ordinary accidental fire than deliberate arson.
But Xu Yi had only arrived in Anvilmar City last night. He barely knew anyone here, let alone had any enemies. Why would someone suddenly turn up and attack the things he had brought?
After hearing Xu Yi's questions, Viscount Leslie fell silent for a while, then suddenly waved his hand, signaling Supervisor Lam and the other servants to withdraw.
Once everyone had moved far away, Viscount Leslie sighed softly and said to Xu Yi, "Xu Yi, you were dragged into this because of me."
Xu Yi was taken aback. "Why do you say that, my lord?"
Viscount Leslie looked northeast, beyond the courtyard wall, and a trace of a bitter smile crossed his face.
"Because someone doesn't welcome my return, and this was a warning to me."
Xu Yi opened his mouth, but ultimately left his question unasked.
From Viscount Leslie's tone, he could tell that there must have been many complicated reasons behind this. Given Xu Yi's current standing, it would be best not to get involved of his own accord.
"It seems these things aren't safe here. How about this? I'll find somewhere safe to store them for you,"