Lu Yuan didn't know much about Guardian Lei, but he knew he was a man who placed great importance on his appearance.
Usually, he was impeccably dressed in a suit, his leather shoes gleaming, and every strand of his hair meticulously styled, exuding the air of an old-fashioned gentleman.
But now, one of Guardian Lei's eyes had been gruesomely gouged out.
Although he remained silent and his attitude toward Lu Yuan was respectful, the resentment evident in his emotional fluctuations could not be entirely concealed.
Nevertheless, Lu Yuan didn't dwell on it. He couldn't very well offer words of comfort, could he? Besides, he felt... what Guardian Lei and Guardian Zhu needed most right now wasn't comfort.
"Explain the specific situation."
Lu Yuan briefly surveyed the small room. Dust motes danced in the sunlight filtering through a crack in the mud-brick window as he spoke softly.
