Sun Yaowen looked at the mess before him, his eyes bloodshot from fury. He grabbed one of the servants by the collar and scolded angrily, "Where are they? We've come this far, and they're still not found?"
The servant was scared and shaking: "We've...we've tried our best to find them, but Young Master should know, it's not possible for us to search every household. We can only..."
"If we can't search every house, then find a way to do it! Now! Go to the government office and report it, take their servitude contracts with you! Even if they're dead, I want their corpses brought back!" Sun Yaowen gritted his teeth, almost trembling with rage.
It was obvious that he was furious to the point of madness.
"Yes, yes, I will go handle it right now!"
Fearing the brunt of his anger, Madam Zhao hurried away, "I will get their servitude contracts."