At that time, somewhere in a manor in H city, Si Yiyan laid on his bed, face as white as a sheet.
Footsteps hastily approached him, and the door to his room flew open. A young man in black entered.
"What happened?" Si Yiyan asked solemnly.
With some hesitation, the young man replied, "In the capital city, Gu Junling has just provoked the people at Black Sunday. It seems that Miss Wen has been kidnapped. She is nowhere to be found, unconfirmed if dead or alive."
"Say that again." Si Yiyan had a cold gleam in his eyes. Under his icy stare, the young man felt his glare piercing into his soul, and he froze in place as if time had stopped.
The young man looked at him in terror and repeated, "Miss Wen has been kidnapped, and it is unconfirmed if she's dead or alive."