The moon shone bright, and the stars were sparse.
A crescent moon hung high in the sky, veiled behind heavy clouds.
Luo Chen safely brought the mother and daughter into Qingyuan City.
By then, Aunt Madam Wang had already awakened. The moment she saw Luo Chen—
This woman, who was always so gentle in ordinary days, could not help but redden around the eyes.
Holding Yaoyao, she wiped away her tears.
After all, she was a woman, and an ordinary person at that. What she had experienced today had badly shaken her heart and mind.
Yaoyao, who had just soothed her angry brother, now saw her mother's reddened eyes and began coaxing her mother again.
It was already midnight by the time the three returned to Liu Manor.
At the gates of Liu Manor, servants stood on either side holding lanterns.
The moment they saw the three return—
Someone immediately sprinted toward the main hall to report.
"Madam, Young Master, Young Miss, Heaven has blessed us—you are all safe!"
The old steward stepped forward, lingering fear still written across his face.
"Go inside."
Luo Chen waved a hand. There was no emotion visible on his face now.
Then he suddenly halted, his tone turning unfriendly.
"Who are those three people in the main hall?"
The old steward behind him stepped forward and said softly,
"Young Master, they are runners from the Pacification Bureau. When that villain abducted Madam and Young Miss, I ordered someone to report it to the authorities."
Luo Chen nodded.
The group arrived outside the main hall.
Having received word long ago, Liu Xingsheng had already been helped out by the servants and was standing outside.
"It's good that you're all right. Cough, cough!"
"Master, you're injured?"
Luo Chen's gaze fell upon the three figures who emerged