"Everyone at Song Garden has been dealt with by His Highness," Mo Yun said, his head covered in cold sweat, trembling uncontrollably.
"Did he kill them all?" Xiao Qingyu's eyebrows slightly furrowed. He knew Chu Yifeng, the master of the ghost market and His Highness, was ruthless and brutal, but to take such a harsh measure was his worst assumption.
Had it actually come to this?
Mo Yun shook his head, "No! His Highness didn't kill them. They all said that His Highness doesn't recklessly take lives, but..."
Mo Yun couldn't continue; he had to ask Xiao Qingyu to go and see for himself.
As Xiao Qingyu followed him to the courtyard, even with all his knowledge and experience, he gasped in shock at the scene before him.
People lay scattered around the courtyard, more horrifying than a pile of corpses!