The moment the door to the dark room closed, the room was filled with a brilliant golden light.
The dazzling, sacred light emanated from the Buddha beads clenched tightly in Third Master's hand.
The light pierced through the door slit and burst out, making it impossible for Huo Chuan and Ling Xuzi standing at the door to ignore it.
Once they heard activity inside, both of them breathed a sigh of relief.
Ling Xuzi's tightly knitted brows slowly relaxed: "Let's wait upstairs. I hope Third Master can come out tomorrow."
"He will!" Huo Chuan stared at the door, his tone slightly heavy.
Third Master was plotted against right under their noses — this time, even the Hidden Guards of the Huo Family couldn't escape the blame.
With heavy hearts, Huo Chuan and Ling Xuzi left the basement.
Returning to the spacious living room, Huo Chuan asked Ling Xuzi, "Third Master didn't have any direct contact with anyone and even his meals were strictly checked by us. Why was he plotted against?"
