"Prime Minister, the Second Lord and the Third Young Master have arrived."
As Song Zhiyuan stepped out of the inner gate of the Palace, Fu Quan, the trusted servant guarding the exit, respectfully greeted him.
Song Zhiyuan was somewhat surprised, "Why have the Second and Jie'er come here? Has something happened in the mansion?"
"The Second Lord didn't say much, just that I noticed the Third Young Master seemed injured, unable to sit, rather lying down," Fu Quan whispered from a step behind him, "Judging from their conversation, it seems the injuries were caused by the Second Lord."
Song Zhiyuan paused slightly, his brows lightly twitching.
The Second is not one to beat children. Whatever happened must be grave for him to resort to violence.
It certainly isn't a simple matter.
Song Zhiyuan couldn't help but quicken his pace.
