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"Sir Patriarch! Sir Patriarch!!"
In his study, Li Zhiqiang who had resumed working his ass off since the emperor left couldn't help but raise his head, his face furrowing.
"What's the matter again?"
Li Zhiqiang muttered, his heart skipping a bit as he thought far in a moment, and just then, the door was pushed open and the carriage coach who had taken driven Li Yu came rushing in, breathing at the top of his lungs as though he had just ran ten laps around the Xuan empire.
"What's it?"
"Sir patriarch… Sir patriarch!"
Trying to catch his breath, the person resumed. "Young master, it was young master!"
"What! What happened to my son?"
Li Zhiqiang abruptly jumped to his feet and his face became covered in nervousness.
His heart began to pound and he was filled to the brim with fear in the blink of an eye as all sorts of scary thoughts filled him.
