*Crash.* A flawless tea set was abruptly swept to the floor and shattered into broken pieces.
"Your Second Highness." Someone who looked like a shopkeeper stood with fear and trepidation in front of the Second Highness Mo Lu. He spoke with the voice of a mosquito, "The properties in our name have either been forcibly destroyed or stripped away by a mysterious power. At present, we have not had money coming in each day. If this continues, this humble one fears that it will be less than half a month before we completely… cannot make ends meet."
"How abominable!" Mo Lu smacked the table and shouted, "If I find out who the one making these moves behind the scenes is, I absolutely will not let him off."
"Oh? You truly do not know who is targeting you?" A frigid voice promptly floated in from outside the window.
Mo Lu's entire body turned stiff.
This voice, which was like a nightmare, was something he naturally could not forget.
