"Yang Chenxi!"
"Left Envoy Yang?"
"Second Young Master!"
"This..."
The crowd rushing in was astonished at the scene before them.
First of all, who are these people surrounding them? Why have these well-equipped guards come?
Why does Second Young Master Yun look so miserable, wearing chains and handcuffs?
Yang Chenxi was standing calmly on the side, accompanied by a group of people?
What exactly has happened?
The Head Guard's expression turned slightly grim and he immediately asked, "Second Young Master, what exactly is going on?"
Second Young Master Yun glanced at the Head Guard; the several members of the family elite hall present looked sullen, their heads down not daring to speak.
