Bloodshed

Inside a room near the entrance of the dungeon, two individuals dressed as servants were casually chatting.

Clang!

Faint sounds emanated from the depths of the dungeon.

"What's that sound?" one servant looked towards the dungeon entrance, his eyes filled with suspicion.

"Maybe it's Fang Yuan banging on the iron bars," the other servant said nonchalantly.

Fang Yuan was known to them, being the son of Fang Tianzong, mediocre in martial arts and not even reaching the Inner Breath realm yet. What could possibly go wrong?

"No, we should go and check. We don't want the lord to blame us if something happens," the first servant insisted.

He stood up, reaching for the keys to open the dungeon door. The other servant shook his head slightly. Even if something happened to Fang Yuan, so what? He was about to die anyway, and they wouldn't be punished.

"I heard that the lord has found Fang Tianzong's hiding place and has already sent people over."