Night time, the mighty Marquis's mansion.
Marquis Weiwu, who had the appearance of a wealthy middle-aged man, sat on the chair with an ugly expression.
There were two beautiful women in the hall, one of them kneeling and crying her heart out.
Another beautiful woman consoled in a low voice.
His second daughter had mysteriously disappeared today, and combined with the carriage crash before the incident, the mighty Marquis concluded that his daughter had been kidnapped.
He ran through the possible enemies in his mind, but it was unlikely to be a political enemy. After all, the title of nobility had been passed down to his generation, and he had gradually been excluded from the edge of the power stage in the capital.
Of course, the nobles who gathered together were still an Interest Group that could not be ignored.
