"Young Master Le?" Hong Tianbao called out tentatively, but received no response. Although the courtyard was small, it was densely packed with several rooms.
"Where is our Young Master Le?" He could only turn to glare at Xiuxiang.
Song Xiuyang casually pointed to a room. "He's in there."
Hong Tianbao didn't delay. He led his men and pushed the door open. By the light spilling in from the doorway, he could vaguely make out a figure lying on a wooden board.
Despite the commotion they made, the figure remained completely motionless. Startled, Hong Tianbao quickly hurried over. The moment his hand touched the man, he immediately felt a burning heat. When he turned the man's face around, panic set in.
"Quick, hurry up and take Young Master Le away!"
The two burly servants didn't dare waste a second. One crouched down while the other swiftly hoisted the man onto his companion's back. Carrying him, they immediately dashed outside.
