Mo Huawen came to the Old Madam's yard. As he entered, he saw a group of people whispering around a man who was lying on the ground.
"Was he killed?"
"No, he shouted very loudly just now."
"He doesn't look like a man in black. Look at his expensive clothes, he doesn't look like a robber."
"Is he from some well-known family, who went the wrong way?"
"How can that be? This is the Old Madam's yard, not a miss's..." said a maid.
Then she was immediately reprimanded by another, "What nonsense are you talking about?"
"Yes, yes, I'm talking nonsense, nonsense." The maid immediately responded and gently slapped herself in the face.
As a maid saw Mo Huawen entering the door with a grim face, she warned, "The old sir's here! The old sir's here!"
