Two minutes before, outside the palace...
Fu Jin was looking at the wounded Bai'Li and Alex in front of him. His gaze was dark and cold.
"Young Master, there were a total of twenty men. They were all experts. I think they are from the Li Family. However, I did not find any proof of that." Bei Ye respectfully said.
"How many have died?" He asked.
"There are a total of two deaths on our side and fifteen wounded, including Mr. Bai'Li and Mr. Alex." Bei Ye answered. "We have captured four people from their side and killed thirteen. Some of them were able to escape. Our men are in pursuit now."
Fu Jin did not answer Bei Ye as he walked out of the now ruined room.
"Young Master … Your wound… where are you going?"
"Bring me the tablet. I'm going to the palace."
