Meanwhile, within the Ye Family Manor, in a detached villa near the center.
"Third Master, it's terrible, something's gone terribly wrong!"
Seated by the window, engrossed in a book, Ye Tiancheng suddenly heard a frantic voice from outside. He heard the voice before he saw the person.
"Why the panic?"
Ye Tiancheng looked displeased at the middle-aged figure who had just rushed in, frowned, and said, "As long as the Ye Family stands, nothing counts as a big deal."
"Take your time, what exactly has happened?"
The middle-aged man took a deep breath, then said, "The Second Young Master Ye's wife is dead!"
Ye Tiancheng was momentarily stunned, suddenly doubting if there was something wrong with his ears, and asked, "Who's dead?"
The middle-aged man hurriedly said, "The Second Young Master Ye's wife, Pei Jing is dead. Right in the Second Young Master's residence, in front of him, she had her neck snapped."
