Zhou Mansion.
In the bedroom, Zhou Jing’an was sweating profusely.
Creak, creak, creak—
Half a quarter of an hour later.
Zhou Jing’an suddenly shivered and collapsed onto the bed.
The woman took a breath, sat up, grabbed a brocaded handkerchief, and wiped the sweat off him, thinking to herself:
"The young master seems to really like that Sky Scale Guard uniform, every time he puts it on, he doesn’t even need the elixir to boost his spirits, and his vigor improves a lot... I just don’t know who that ’surname Chen’ he’s always muttering about is..."
Zhou Jing’an’s fingers gently caressed a jade rabbit, his eyes cold and dark.
What happened last time at Drunken Moon Restaurant, though it was covered up with great effort, still spread a bit due to the many witnesses.
Especially his being forced to kneel... It had become a joke among the circle of nobles!
For these proud and privileged young masters, they could have their heads chopped off, they could bleed, but their face must never be lost!
"Today in court, dad will accuse Chen Mo of abusing Imperial Power and committing high treason!"
"The deadline for the Demon Clan case is approaching, with not a single clue found, Chen Mo, as the chief handler, cannot shirk the responsibility!"
"Punishment for both crimes should be enough for him to choke on!"
"This is just an appetizer; once the major task is accomplished, the Chen Family will be but a trifle to crush, and then I’ll make him pay dearly!"
Thinking about the miserable state of Chen Mo under his feet, Zhou Jing’an drew a sickly smile and clenched his fingers fiercely.
"Ow!"
The woman showed a slightly pained expression.
Then she noticed something, her eyes somewhat surprised, "Young master, are you in such high spirits today?"
Zhou Jing’an flipped over to resume, but suddenly a loud "bang" echoed from the courtyard, followed by a burst of commotion.
Boom boom boom!
The bedroom door was knocked.
A servant’s hurried voice came from outside, "Young master, something has happened! The Sky Scale Guard has burst in!"
The woman in the black robe was stunned. How could the Sky Scale Guard really come?
Zhou Jing’an frowned.
He quickly dressed and strode out to the courtyard.
The solid wooden gate was in ruins, a group of figures clad in dark patterned black robes approached like dark clouds, and the Zhou Mansion guards were confronting them but were so intimidated that they could only step back.
The notoriety of the Sky Scale Guard was known to everyone in Great Yuan, the saying on the streets went: Black robes on your doorstep, confiscation and killing!
This Xuanlin Armor was a symbol of fear among the nobility!
Seeing this formation, Zhou Jing’an was also filled with shock and doubt.
"What’s going on..."
Suddenly, he saw a familiar face in the crowd, lazily yawning.
Chen Mo?!
...
Liu Mang, tall and thin, stood at the forefront, lightly pushed his sword hilt, revealing a glint of cold light, and said coldly, "The Sky Scale Guard is handling a case, how dare you obstruct? Do you not want your heads?"
The Zhou Mansion guards looked fearful, not daring to make any move of resistance.
Then, an angry voice rang out, "Chen Mo, you have some nerve!"
The guards parted to either side, Zhou Jing’an strode forward, staring intently at Chen Mo, "How dare you barge into an official’s residence with men, do you really think my Zhou Family is an easy target?!"


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