The Cao Family Courtyard.
The patriarch of the Cao Family, Cao Ende, looked at the blood-soaked Cao Hong on the stretcher, his heart wrenching as his body trembled uncontrollably.
"Senior Guan… who on earth did this?" he asked, looking toward Guan Changyun with a quavering voice.
Guan Changyun answered indifferently, "Ask him yourself. I need to enter seclusion."
Faced with Guan Changyun's attitude, Cao Ende didn't dare to object; instead, he was utterly deferential.
"Very well, I'll arrange a quiet courtyard for you right away."
"That will do."
Guan Changyun nodded and turned to leave. As for Luo Xiu's previous words—that Guan Changyun wouldn't live for another month—he naturally didn't believe them. He just thought Luo Xiu was trying to be mysterious. But for some reason, Luo Xiu's words lingered in his mind like a dark, unshakable cloud.
"Your name is Cao Ende?" Guan Changyun suddenly stopped and asked.
"Yes… yes!" Cao Ende quickly responded.
