Imperial City, Shaw Mansion.
As the night deepened, a black modified military vehicle cut through the darkness and stopped steadily in front of the Shaw Mansion. The soldiers on guard straightened up instantly and saluted when they saw the license plate number.
The door of the vehicle opened, and a man in heavy military boots stepped out. His towering silhouette was like a mountain, and his handsome face, partially hidden in the night, showed a touch of resolve, exuding a cold aura from his military life.
Mrs. Zhao, who had been waiting at the door, heard the familiar sound and happily approached, saying, "Young Master, you finally returned. The elderly matriarch has been waiting for you."
Richard Shaw glanced at the time; his arrival had been delayed, and it was already past 10 PM. Is the elderly matriarch still awake at this hour?
Without delay, the man nodded towards Mrs. Zhao and walked into the Shaw Mansion, making his way towards the main house.
