Chen Xuan nodded, "Alright then, since the Old Man Zhao has made up his mind, I will help you find the culprit."
After a brief reminder, Chen Xuan walked out of the study and went to the front yard.
The second young master, Zhao Xingyu, hadn't left and was waiting for him there.
"Mr. Chen, how exactly is my father's condition? Is there any possibility of recovery?"
Zhao Xingyu hurriedly inquired, looking very concerned.
Chen Xuan sighed lightly, "Second young master, this is not something I can say in front of Old Man Zhao. Now that the eldest young master has been imprisoned, I can only tell you the truth."
"Mr. Chen, please feel free to speak. I just want to know how my father's health is." Zhao Xingyu said earnestly.
"I fear he won't live much longer." Chen Xuan shook his head slightly, sighing, "You'd better prepare early, it's probably just a matter of two or three days."
Ah?
Zhao Xingyu was taken aback, "Mr. Chen, are you sure? This is no joke!"
