The Chaotic Fei Mansion

The brightly lit garden, which was lively just moments ago, was now being cleaned up by the staff. The remaining entertainments for the night were canceled, and the party ended earlier than planned.

Usually, after a successful party, each branch of the family would host a small celebration at their residences to commemorate their new business deals and connections with guests, ending the night with deep, contented sleep. But tonight, the Fei mansion was shrouded in a stifling and gloomy atmosphere.

In the Head Master's office, the air was heavy with suffocating silence. The elders, the heads of each branch, and their wives were present, except for Fei Yi Lang. At the desk, Head Master Fei sat with a grave expression.

Across from him, Fei Yuxuang, Fei Mengqi, and Fei Ling kneeled on the ground. They did not dare speak or raise their heads. They were afraid to face the wrath of the rest of the family.