"Master, a few people led by Brooke have sneaked in through the back wall of the manor," Wei Nan said.
It turned out the master was right, even having Wei Xi temporarily shut down part of the manor's surveillance earlier. Otherwise, Brooke and his men wouldn't have been able to get into the manor at all—they would have been shot into sieves the moment they got close.
Ye Jiuliang's gaze dropped slightly, thinking Brooke was really daring to come to his doorstep. Was his intelligence overdue for a check?
How did he inherit none of his father's cunning and deceit?
"Follow the plan," Li Mochan narrowed his eyes slightly, a cold light flashing briefly.
"Yes." Before leaving, Wei Nan's gaze slid towards Ye Jiuliang, filled with subtle complexity.
For a moment, the atmosphere fell silent.
Suddenly, the hand wrapped around her waist let go. Ye Jiuliang turned to look at him as the man got up from the sofa and walked towards the bed.
