"Keep searching," Xi Muchen said coldly. "Even if it means digging three feet into the ground, find that person for me."
"Yes," Cecile replied. "I'll start searching right away."
When Xi Muchen returned home, the butler was waiting for him at the door. "Young Master, you're back. The master is waiting for you in his study."
Xi Muchen grunted affirmatively and headed upstairs. He Juan looked at him worriedly and said, "Young Master, the old master seems very angry. Be careful not to upset him..."
"Auntie He, don't worry," Xi Muchen said. "I'm not the powerless child I used to be. He can't do anything to me now."
"Young Master... did you do something?" He Juan asked. "Young Master, I know you still resent the old master for what happened in the past, but if the lady were still here, she wouldn't want you to only harbor hatred in your heart..."
"Auntie He, stop," Xi Muchen interrupted He Juan, his voice cold and deliberate. "There are no ifs. My mother is no longer here."