Lin Yu led us all the way back to the Wu Family estate, remaining silent the entire time and simply marching ahead with his head down. Meng Li and I walked side by side, yet it felt as if a thousand mountains and rivers separated us; we could only occasionally exchange glances, unable to find the words to speak. The head of the family had summoned us out of the blue without dropping the slightest hint about why, leaving me with a knot in my stomach and a persistent feeling that something bad was about to happen.
Upon returning to the Wu Family estate, I immediately sensed that the atmosphere was wrong. The Martial Arts Arena, usually so bustling, was completely deserted now, save for a few disciples hurrying past us who deliberately looked right through us. Meng Li noticed the anomaly as well; her delicate brows knitted slightly, and her grip on my hand unconsciously tightened.
Lin Yu escorted us to a side hall. The moment we stepped inside, we saw Elder Li seated squarely in a chair, his face livid, his eyes seeming to spew fire.
Chapter 35