Thinking that someone from the An family could have been responsible for it, An Yexuan's hand shivered as he held the piece of cloth. He couldn't believe it, yet couldn't help but suspect it. In the capital, who else would possess the capabilities and authority to harm the An family?
The only possibility was that the perpetrator belonged to his family. That way, no one would suspect him. Moreover, that person must have predicted that An Yexuan wouldn't blow the matter up, so he had no fear in harming him.
An Yexuan's hand continued to tremble.
"Young Master An, do you know who left this piece of cloth there?"
"It's someone from our An family," replied An Yexuan. He sounded very calm, but his blood was actually boiling. He desperately wanted to find out the motive behind this.
The men of sacrifice were all in disbelief. Would someone from the An family really hurt Young Master An?
