Lu Wuxian was accustomed to sleeping early; unless something important came up, he rarely stayed up late. Past midnight tonight, however, he was still sitting on the sofa, showing not the slightest trace of sleepiness.
"Young Master Lu, you called for me?"
Zou Hu jogged into the room, out of breath. Being summoned in the dead of night by Lu Wuxian in such a fluster could only mean one thing: a major incident.
Chapter 27