Outside Meng Manor, Chen Chuan escorted Meng Shu and her group to the parking lot. "You should have a place to go," he said. "I assume Mr. Meng has made arrangements."
Meng Shu nodded. "Yes, Grandfather just told me to go to a safe house and hide."
"Then go hide there for now."
Meng Shu asked, "Aren't you coming with us?"
Chen Chuan looked toward the manor. "I still have something I must do." With that, he gave a wave, then turned back the way he came, Snow Monarch Blade in hand.
Meng Shu watched his retreating figure as Yan Yi came to her side. "Miss?" Meng Shu spoke decisively. "We're going to the safe house immediately. If we can't help, we can't be a burden."
Inside the main hall, Aunt Yu had already subdued the security guard Meng Huang had brought with him. With a single knife-hand strike, she shattered the bones in his throat. She didn't kill him, however. Instead, she grabbed him by the collar and asked over her shoulder, "Master?"
