By the time the real armed forces arrived, Lord Yue had vanished without a trace, leaving only the wounded scattered across the ground.
"Mr., Mr.!" Zeng Guang carefully approached the side of the house.
Although he was deceitful and double-dealing, he knew that if it weren't for Xiao Qiang, he would already be dead, and the northeastern powerhouses, vying for the Northeast King's Seal left by his godfather, would never let him off the hook.
To Zeng Guang's surprise, no one in the house responded.
He mustered the courage to call out twice more, but still, silence reigned within. Zeng Guang's face turned deathly pale, and he hurriedly pushed open the door, only to find the room completely empty.
Zeng Guang was scared out of his wits. Even if the people of the northeast didn't come looking for him, there was a deadly poison inside him. With Xiao Qiang gone, who would be able to cure his poison?
He tumbled and scrambled out of the house, shouting loudly, "Mr. Xiao, Mr. Xiao!"
