As Ye Feng's carriage made its way to the Great General's Mansion, countless shadows swiftly surged in the dark night, darting in all directions. These were undoubtedly sentries, stationed by the major powers of the Imperial Capital to keep an eye on Ye Feng.
Ye Feng was aware of them, but he chose to ignore them. What did covert tracking matter? This very night, he intended to let these so-called Aristocratic Clan Gates know of his actions.
At the Zhang Family, a shadowy figure fell into the courtyard like a ghost and then shouted in a panic, "It's bad, Patriarch, it's terrible news—Young Master Yuan Cheng, he..."
Before the words were finished, two figures dashed out from the main guest hall and stood under the eaves, barking coldly, "What is this panic about? Haven't you been taught better? What kind of behavior is this, losing all decorum?"
