BOOM!
With a loud crash, the door to Liu Zijian's home was kicked open.
Half an hour after Lin Mu had left, a group of unwelcome guests burst into Liu Zijian's home.
Several burly men yanked Liu Zijian straight out of bed.
"Who are you? This is a home invasion! Do you think I won't call the police right now?" Liu Zijian, his collar grasped firmly, glared angrily at the men before him.
"Call the police?" a burly man sneered, landing a heavy punch squarely on Liu Zijian's face. The blow drained him of all strength, and he collapsed limply to the ground. "If we were afraid of the police, we wouldn't have come," the man added, his eyes full of disdain.
"Who are you people? What do you want?" Liu Zijian demanded, biting down hard as his mouth filled with the taste of blood.
"Liu Zijian, we meet again!" a man drawled as he slowly walked in.
It was Steward Fang from the Hundred Herbs Hall.
