When Luo Meixiang and the others finally arrived at the backyard, they saw that everything had returned to normal.
Xu Hongzhu stood in the pavilion, sitting opposite Lin Beichen, drinking tea. They were chatting and laughing, exuding elegance and ease, like the lords of Jiangnan.
In the bamboo forest of the backyard, the assassins had all disappeared. Those killed by Lin Beichen were either buried on the spot or thrown into the lake.
Lin Beichen summoned a gust of wind, dispersing the evil and blood qi in the backyard.
Xu Hongzhu watched this silently, her heart filled with mixed emotions.
An encounter where she was lucky to survive, but the old housekeeper who had served for many years and several outstanding disciples of her father had all perished.
These people were the backbone of the Xu Family, the wealth developed over many years.
And now, she had squandered it all.
However, Xu Hongzhu had no time for sentiment, as Luo Meixiang and the others would soon arrive.
