In a secluded courtyard of the Zheng Household.
A woman barged in, drawing many eyes along the way.
Most were stunned by her audacity.
A maid seemed to finally come to her senses and hurried to stop the woman just as she was about to burst through the door.
"Madam Mei, the second madam is still resting. Barging in like this is against the rules."
The woman called Madam Mei seemed to have gone mad. "Resting? My son is dead, and she can still rest with a clear conscience!"
Ignoring the maid's attempts to stop her, she erupted into furious curses right outside the door. "Li Yan, you heartless bitch! May you die a wretched death!"
Inside the room, the woman merely frowned slightly. Could that son of his have done something again? But Thirty-Seventh has always been a fool. Why would his son bother with an idiot like that?
As for this matter, Madam Mei felt it was almost certainly someone talking behind her back, coaxing this fool into coming to make trouble for her.
Li Yan cast a contemptuous glance toward the door and sent out the Message Talisman in her hand.
When Zheng Li received the Message Talisman, he was sitting in the great hall, listening to a report from his subordinates below.
After hearing the message, he interrupted the subordinate's report. "Thirty-Seventh is dead?" Although this younger brother was of little use, he was also one of the least competitive of all their brothers.
Zheng Li narrowed his eyes in thought. Although Thirty-Seventh had not stood in anyone's way, he himself did. He just did not know who had stirred up Madam Mei, making her insist that he was responsible.
The old man was getting on in years, and his cultivation had more or less reached