At Prince Wei Mansion, Si Jun's face was ghastly pale from coughing as the guards returned.
Si Jun asked anxiously, "Where is Hei Yu? Have you found him?"
The guard stammered, "Still... not yet."
Si Jun roared in anger, "Useless fools!"
His worry deepened. Without Hei Yu, even his own safety couldn't be guaranteed.
In the past, when Hei Yu got injured on missions, he would often hide to recover and return after a few days.
But this time was different. None of the dozen Death Guards returned. Even if injured or dead, there should have been some traces.
How could there be nothing at all?
Then another guard came to report, "Reporting to the Prince, the Regent Princess Consort's carriage returned to the mansion before nightfall."
Si Jun coughed a few times, his heart churning as though set aflame. It seemed Hei Yu's mission had indeed failed.
For now, he could do nothing but wait.