It was Wu Feng! Han Yang had already reached the threshold, watching the door outside being pounded with resounding slaps. Two large red lanterns swayed above his head, making his complexion appear particularly frightening.

At this hour, what was Wu Feng doing here? The two of them had never had much connection. If they absolutely had to speak of any future relationship between them, it would only be when he planned to trap Wu Feng. But he hadn’t set the trap yet, had he? How had the man tracked him down?

Lu Ran looked at the bewildered Han Yang, reached out to yank him, his brow already furrowed: “You didn’t go around spouting nonsense, did you?” Otherwise, how could someone so coincidentally follow right on his heels?

Han Yang himself was so anxious his mouth nearly blistered. Swatting away Lu Ran’s hand: “How could I?! My brain isn’t broken. You’ve already taken my mother away—if I talk nonsense now, wouldn’t I be seeking death?!”

The pounding on the door outside grew louder and louder, the tremendous sound almost as if it would lift the roof. This wasn’t an ordinary matter—definitely not a friendly visit. Wu Feng, this person—until now, Han Yang had never seen him so urgent.

What was it? He rapidly pondered in his mind while signaling to Lu Ran and Marquis Dingyuan: “You two, quickly go through the back door… No! Climb the wall, climb over to next door!”

Han Yu had already stood up. At this moment, no matter what, running first was most urgent. If they were discovered by Wu Feng and his men, that would truly be disastrous.

Han Yang’s subordinates knew what to do. Almost simultaneously, they swept away the several teacups on the table, leaving the tabletop bare. Han Yang steadied himself. The door had already been kicked open from outside, the tremendous crash of the door hitting the ground startling everyone. He put on a dazed, astonished expression, staring at Wu Feng standing at the courtyard gate with a grave expression. Opening his mouth and widening his eyes, he asked: “Eh?! Commander Wu? What wind blew you here?”

Wu Feng’s face iron-blue, he stepped past him, completely ignoring his shadowing, swiftly leading a large troop into the courtyard. After rushing into the courtyard, he proceeded to systematically search room by room.

Though Wu Feng had always been taciturn before, he had never been so stern and hostile. Han Yang read the situation and determined something must have happened. His heart panicked, but panic aside, he at least had some quick wits. Frowning in anger, he thrust his arm before Wu Feng, glaring furiously as he demanded: “What are you doing?!”

His voice carried several parts anger and anxiety at the intrusion.

Wu Feng looked at him coldly, his gaze sweeping around the room. Expressionless, he pulled over a stool and sat down, directing his subordinates: “You all, search place by place. Don’t miss even a corner.”

Speaking thus, he suddenly noticed an extremely obvious set of footprints in the courtyard outside—in such snowy ground, they appeared extremely conspicuous. He immediately stood up, waving aside Han Yang’s attempting hand, and rushed out in urgent haste.

Han Yang followed closely, bursting out to grab his clothing, so furious his hair practically stood on end: “What exactly are you trying to do, Commander Wu?! What do you take me for? A thief?! Who gave you the nerve to come to my place in the dead of night causing trouble?! This isn’t some bandit’s den. I’ve told the Prince I’ve settled my subordinates here—what exactly are you trying to do?!”

Wu Feng’s martial skills were extremely high. With a flick of his hand, he flung Han Yang aside. Not even bothering to look at him, he followed the footprints in a circle, then silently leaped onto the surrounding wall and vaulted into the adjacent property just one wall away.

This time, even without saying more, Han Yang knew something had happened. But exactly what, he had no idea. Precisely because he didn’t know, his heart pounded so hard it nearly leaped from his throat. Shouting several “hey”s, he followed Wu Feng over the wall. Seeing Wu Feng stop, he felt his blood run cold.

It couldn’t be, could it? Were Marquis Dingyuan and the others so foolish they couldn’t even hide their tracks?!

Wu Feng suddenly turned his head and shouted. Quite a few guards vaulted over the wall one after another. His gaze coldly settled on Han Yang as he ordered: “Have some people search this place too. Search thoroughly!”

Han Yang took a deep breath, urgently telling himself to stay calm, to stay calm. Taking several quick steps, he stood before Wu Feng: “What exactly happened?! If you don’t give me an explanation, I’ll go find the Prince to demand justice! Do you think I’m easy to bully or what?!”

Wu Feng finally stopped ignoring him, looking at him with a smile that didn’t reach his eyes. His stare made one uncomfortable from head to toe: “Who would dare think you’re easy to bully? It’s just that there are some matters—the Prince asked me to investigate thoroughly.”

Han Yang furrowed his brow tightly: “What matters? Investigate what?”

Guards came and went, shuttling about. This deep winter night, originally silent, was thrown into tumultuous uproar by these people. Wu Feng stopped in his tracks, one hand pressing on the blade at his waist: “Investigating why, when only we few discussed that matter that day, it seems to have leaked out.”

He looked at Han Yang, his eyes like sharp arrows, laughing without the slightest courtesy: “Plus, recently Young Master Han, you’ve suddenly changed from your usual nature, wanting to share the Prince’s burdens. The Prince found it strange. He also heard this place of yours seems quite lively, that you come here often. So he wanted me to come see what impressive guests you’re hiding.”

This time Han Yang truly felt his blood run cold. In an instant, even his face turned ice-cold, his ears hurting even more from the harsh wind. Retreating several steps, he tilted his head and regarded Wu Feng sidelong, laughing coldly: “What is Commander Wu saying? What words leaked out? What guests do I have here? I don’t understand a single word!”

He said he didn’t understand, but in truth, he understood better than anyone—yes, how had he forgotten? At that time in the study, there were only those few people. If not this one, then that one. Chief Aide Zou Yanzheng and the others were all Prince Gong’s trusted confidants. Of course Prince Gong would suspect him!

However, since Prince Gong knew a traitor had leaked information, did that mean Han Zhengqing’s scheme against Prince Gong had failed?

In that instant, a thousand thoughts flashed through his mind, but on the surface he put on an expression of towering rage: “What the hell are you talking about?! Come, come, come! Come with me to the Prince and explain this clearly! What exactly do you mean by this?! Are you looking down on me, looking down on my father?! Are you unhappy I took your assignment, you petty person!”

Wu Feng remained unaffected, still maintaining his unmovable cold expression: “Whether I’ve wronged you or not, we’ll know after a search, won’t we? Forgot to tell you, Young Master Han—I’ve surrounded this entire alley. I’ll search these houses one by one. And if they want to escape, it won’t be easy.”