Outside the door.
A butler covered in blood stumbled in.
"Master, it's bad, the soldiers are attacking our base, and there are people from Yu Family too..."
Only after he had finished speaking did he notice Chen Mu, dressed in the official attire of the Metropolitan Commander of the Inspectorate, standing in front of He Zhengya and He Guangxun. Then his voice abruptly halted, as if someone had choked him.
Shocked, the man then fell to the ground, unable to stand up, continuously kicking back and shuffling.
Chen Mu didn't look at the butler beside him; he hardly even noticed him, turning his gaze instead to He Zhengya.
"You have won."
"The Yu Family has won."
"It's all over."
Leaning on a cane, He Zhengya's usually erect back now leaned back against the chair, his voice seemingly laden with endless fatigue and sighs.