A convoy of supercars arrived outside the Liu family mansion's front gate.
When they got close, the cars stopped, and men stepped out one after another.
Under the leadership of a white-haired old man, a group of more than thirty people, each carrying a black briefcase, hurried over. Each of their faces was incomparably stern.
Among the six great cultivation families of the Capital, the Liu family was not considered weak, but instead somewhere in the middle. If they were forced to send a distress signal, their opponents were definitely very powerful.
As soon as they walked in, they looked around and were all stunned.
There were no corpses, nor was there any smell of blood. Other than the fact the place was a little messy, and the people were sitting there dejectedly, it did not seem like there was any danger at all!
However, when they walked closer and carefully observed, they realized that something was wrong.
