Drawing the Rat Out

The Ding Family,

Long Xian looked down at five people who were kneeling in front of him. 

"Tell me again. What happened? How many enemies surrounding us?" Long Xian asked, his face as ugly as it could get. 

"Dozens, Young Master. There is no escape. I don't know how Liu Ling Tian got so many helpers, but they created a net around the manor, and told everyone of the Ding Family to leave."

"The only one who hasn't left is the woman that is on your bed right now." Another added. 

"This one?" Long Xian looked to the side to see the frightened poor woman who clutched the bedsheets to cover up the shameful act that he had committed without her consent. 

"Meh." Long Xian waved his hands and the woman's face froze. Then, it suddenly warped before bursting into a hundred piece, splattering blood all over the bed that he was sitting on.