In the night, the dark and gloomy manor was akin to the mouth of an enormous beast.

The manor was vast but barren. Rumors claimed not even a blade of gra.s.s grew in Yin Yuerong's manor due to the giant poisonous laboratory inside of it.

Everyone in the manor stood in their spots with their heads downcast and their expressions numb and icy. They were like lifeless puppets.

The entire manor was as dead silent as a graveyard without a decibel of noise.

Lin Que followed behind Si Yehan with great trepidation. “Ninth Brother, how about I wait outside for you?”

“Sure, but I can't guarantee your safety once you leave my line of sight,” Si Yehan replied.

“Nevermind nevermind, I'll follow you! I'll follow you! Ninth Brother, go more slowly. Don't leave me behind…”

Inside the conference room:

When a servant brought them tea, Lin Que hastily picked up the cup and gulped some tea down out of nervousness but spat it all out a second later. “Cough cough cough…”

He was truly mad for daring to drink something here.

If he was killed by poison, where would he go to seek justice?!

After waiting a while, Yin Yuerong didn't appear but another person arrived.

“Yin Heng…” Lin Que became cautious the second he saw the newcomer.

The newcomer was dressed in a casual leisurely outfit, and his martial expertise could be seen from his actions. A young servant trailed behind him.

Yin Heng walked over with an affable expression. “Eldest Brother, long time no see!”

In contrast to Yin Heng's enthusiasm, Si Yehan aloofly glanced at the newcomer, treating him like air.

Yin Heng appeared accustomed to Si Yehan's reaction and didn't say anything. However, the servant behind him indignantly exclaimed, “Young Master is finally back! I didn't expect Young Master to go to this extent for a woman; it's truly surprising. Back then, Madam had the highest expectations for Young Master…”

If this was in the past, how could a mere servant treat Si Yehan like this?

However, everyone knew that the Yin family's power had s.h.i.+fted, and Yin Heng, the adopted son, was the true future master of the Yin family while Si Yehan had been tossed aside.

Si Yehan remained silent, but Lin Que rolled his eyes at the servant. “If it wasn't for that, do you think Auntie Rong would've laid eyes on your master? Don't play coy when you've reaped the gains! You make it sound like we wanted to come back!”

When Yin Heng heard this, his eyes glinted but his expression remained unruffled.

The servant was confident in Yin Heng's support and urgently wanted to ingratiate himself with Yin Heng, the future family head, so he brazenly said, “If you didn't want to, then why did you come back to Tianshui City? Allow me to remind you that Madam's fury won't be so easy to extinguish this time.”

“Lin Que, I think you should advise Young Master. If Young Master wanted to sincerely admit his wrongs, how could he have come empty-handed? He should've at least brought the heads of that vixen and vile sp.a.w.n here…”

Bang… A soft sound came from Si Yehan setting his teacup back on the table.

At the same time, the atmosphere in the living room chilled in the blink of an eye.

Swis.h.!.+

In the next second, Yin Heng slapped the servant's face before Si Yehan could do anything. The servant's cheek swelled greatly and a front tooth fell out.

“What insolence! Get out! Who allowed you to act so rudely toward Eldest Brother?” Yin Heng angrily admonished.

“Yes…” The servant retreated, aggrieved.

Lin Que pursed his lips. “How pretentious… It's not like Auntie Rong is here; who are you acting for?”