It was late night at Lightning Manor.

It had been utterly crushed, with all of its pillars gone. When the tree topples, the monkeys will scatter, and by now, even many of the guards had run away.

No one would look fondly on a clan in its sunset.

In fact, several cases of looting, burning, and killing had taken place a few hours ago, leaving the manor in complete chaos right now.

Although the rain from earlier in the day had let off, it was still drizzling. Hence, the usually radiantly-lit Lightning Manor was currently pitch-black. The usual laughter and high spirits there were nowhere to be found, and only people crying in corners were left.

A man stood at Lightning Manor’s side gate. He was dressed in an oversized black raincoat that hid his identity, as well as the dagger in his sleeve.

The side gate of Lightning Manor creaked open.

“Big brother Feng….” An enchanting woman in black clothes walked over, carrying an umbrella.

“Big brother Feng, are you still well?” Liu Qing’s eyes were red.

“Shh! Come with me.” The man smiled. He entered Lightning Manor, and Liu Qing followed behind him.

The man was very familiar with Lightning...