The group hurried to Li Kengqiang's room.
An icy wind struck them as they entered. In broad daylight, several clouds of black mist were visible to the naked eye, shrouding the entire room.
Beneath the bed, anguished wails rang out one after another.
The sound made their hearts tremble, every note steeped in suffocating despair.
"Master, please save the young master! He's in the secret passage under the bed. I was standing guard here, but after he went inside, the whole room's atmosphere changed!"
"I could hear him screaming in agony, but no matter what I tried, the entrance wouldn't open! Master, hurry! Save the young master!"
The servant listened to the miserable howls beneath the bed, each louder than the last.
His skin crawled.
If anything happened to the young master down there, he would surely lose his own life!
Once he had explained the situation,
Madam Li nearly collapsed. Looking at the swirling black mist filling the room, she felt she might as well die.
She rushed toward the bed, crying and screaming.
Attendant Li held her back firmly and turned to the servants. "Hurry! Get tools and rescue him!"
Only then did the servants snap out of their daze, hastily calling for people to fetch hammers and other tools.
"What's going on? Why is there a secret passage in a perfectly ordinary room?"
Attendant Li questioned the servant.
The servant stammered, afraid to answer.
Another voice came from nearby. "I had it dug years ago!"
Everyone turned toward the voice. It was Li Qian.
"You had it dug? What did you need a secret passage for?" Attendant Li demanded.
Li Qian curled her lips and raised an eyebrow. "Brother, have you forgotten? When Kengqiang was choosing a courtyard, he insisted on taking mine. He screamed and threw