The room inside and out was enveloped in silence.
The man in green lay at the doorway, striving to suppress the sound of his sharp intake of breath.
Outside, the sunlight was bright, tree shadows swayed, and there was no one following. Lu Tong's heart was filled with confusion. In Minister Yan's residence, there should be quite a few guards. How come Pei Yunmeng could barge in without anyone stopping him?
Or could it be...
They didn't dare to stop him?
"Marshal Pei," Minister Yan's gaze swept over the tea-stained mess on the floor, and he squinted his eyes as he spoke, "You are being quite presumptuous in my residence."
"I can be even more presumptuous if you'd like to see, my lord," he replied coldly, then turned to Lu Tong, his eyes falling on the hem of her medical officer's robe.
Lu Tong followed his gaze.
There was a large bloodstain on the hem, which she had smeared on while saving someone in the dark room earlier; at first glance, it looked quite startling.
