บท 113: How Much Is Your Life Worth?

Night fell and dark clouds covered the entire sky, with thunder rolling in the distance.

A beam of light flashed across and lit up the sky, as well as the six posh black cars parked in front of the Mu residence.

Matriarch Mu had rushed to the door the moment she received the news.

Bao Junyan was holding an umbrella as he alighted from the vehicle. On this night, this man, with his aloof and god-like status, looked even more forbidding and out-of-reach.

Even the old lady, who had gone through much in her life, shuddered uncontrollably at the sight of him.

"Mr. Bao, why are you here at this hour?" As his senior and grandmother-in-law, she could have been less respectful toward him. But looking at him now, she could not help displaying her reverence and fear.

"Bai Xuexian had drugged Xiao Huan."

His point-blank remark caused her heart to jump in fear.