Meng Yuhuai raced to the Escort Agency and jumped off his horse at the entrance, throwing the reins to Han Hu as he strode in. A quick glance around, and he immediately saw a person laid out by the wall, covered head to toe in white cloth.
A fierce pounding seized his chest. He stared for only a moment before subconsciously shifting his gaze away, exhaling a heavy breath of murky air.
Hearing the commotion, everyone in the courtyard turned to see him rushing in and quickly crowded around: "Yuhuai bro..."
Meng Yuhuai forcefully suppressed the sour ache in his heart, slowly swept his gaze over everyone, and said in a deep voice, "Has his family been informed? And what about Uncle Ke, has he received the message?"
