Zhang Rongfang moved rapidly through the city.
Soon, he arrived in front of Yang Hongyan's home.
There were signs of a fight on the street outside the Yang family's house.
Zhao Tianming and Chi Xia were respectively stationed nearby with their men, and they saw him coming.
The two quietly met him in an alley.
"Master... something's not right," Chi Xia said in a deep voice.
"What's wrong?" Zhang Rongfang looked at the other party while taking out a silk handkerchief to wipe the bloodstains on the wheel of desire.
"The Yang family... the people living inside are not the Yang family, but another household," Chi Xia replied.
"Not the Yang family?" Zhang Rongfang stopped in surprise. Suddenly, he thought of his master Zhang Xuan.
"Can we find out the whereabouts of the other Yang family members?"
"We've already checked the records and found that the previous intelligence was false," Chi Xia answered.
"Understood... we can't even trace it?" Zhang Rongfang's voice lowered.
