If not for them, his mother would never have died.
Although the White Tiger Duchess was the chief culprit, the most infuriating thing was that she had never truly acted herself.
The ones who had laid hands on Huo Yuhao and his mother had always been these servants of the White Tiger Duke's Mansion.
As the saying went, every pitiful person had something hateful about them.
Their slavish nature had already determined that no good end could possibly await them.
It was not that retribution would never come; its time simply had not arrived.
Now, their retribution had come.
Huo Yuhao had come for revenge.
Although the White Tiger Duke's Mansion had fallen on hard times, these servants still had to live here.
Their families had lived here for generations. They were household slaves through and through.
The White Tiger Duke could flee, and so could the soldiers, but they had nowhere to go.
They did not know what had happened. They only knew that the family had offended someone and that the second young master had been killed.
Still, they believed all this was very far removed from them. No matter what happened, nothing would happen to them.
"Who's there?"
Suddenly, a patrol of guards in the White Tiger Duke's Mansion seemed to notice something. They immediately drew their weapons, went on alert, and shouted.
These had been troubled times lately.
Security in the mansion had been tripled.
The White Tiger Duke had only taken some elite troops with him, leaving the rest inside the White Tiger Duke's Mansion to prevent any unforeseen incidents.
That unforeseen incident meant Huo Yuhao discovering his retreat.
He needed to leave some people behind as cannon fodder to hold Huo Yuhao back.
But even the White Tiger Duke himself did not know that