Normal World 341, ancient world.
"Someone went missing?" the head of the guards spoke as he raised his head from the document he is reading after he heard what the other person said. He looked at the junior guard that's one of the night patrol groups. "Who?" he asked in a low voice.
The patrol guard nodded his head and, despite the cold night wind blowing from the window, he was sweating profusely because of the piercing gaze of the head of the guards. "This…" he stammered and felt his sweat dripping down the side of his face. "It's… it's the second young master of the Pei family – " he answered and closed his eyes tight.
BANG! As expected, a loud noise was heard after the head of the guards threw his ink stone. The ink splattered on the wall as it hit it, giving the room another smell aside from the burning smell of candle.
"Damn it!" the head of the guards cursed.
