The Ma Family, Shen Prefecture.
Ma Qingshan's fate was unknown.
Sikong Jian waited outside the city, eyeing them like a tiger.
Inside the city, Ding Baobao had stormed into the Ma Family estate with his men to demand answers.
In the Capital, Minister Ding was chasing Old Ma with a blade.
The Ma Family was now in a precarious position. Any one of these opponents would have been enough to give Old Ma serious trouble.
In a courtyard of the Ma Family's ancestral estate.
Ding Baobao sat in the seat of honor, radiating murderous menace. Outside the gates, hundreds of Ding Family Thugs stood ready.
Unless the Ma Family gave a clear account, the two families would go to war immediately.
"Young Master Ding, this really is a misunderstanding."
Ma Family Second Uncle waved his men away, personally served tea, and apologized. "Qingshan left the city with Xiao Ya that day. I'm sure you know what happened. Sikong Jian slaughtered the people they brought and routed them. Second Brother was captured, and Xiao Ya went missing."
"I really don't know how Xiao Ya ended up in the Pink Palace."
Ma Family Second Uncle looked haggard. When Old Ma was away, he was in charge of Shen Prefecture.
Faced with something this serious, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and handle it himself.
Ding Baobao's handsome face was full of killing intent. Clearly, he was dissatisfied with that explanation.
"So you're saying I should go outside the city and take it up with Sikong Jian? Was she the one who sold my sister to the Ma Family? Your nephew's a fucking idiot, but do you think I am too?" Ding Baobao slammed the table and roared, "Cut the bullshit. Just tell me how the Ma Family plans to