"General Han, my master said, please rush over to save her as soon as you see this note. If you're too late, she might be harmed by someone, you must be quick! Also, this matter is related to Marquis Beian Mansion. If you don't go, you will regret it," the maid recited in accordance with Chen Li's instructions. She couldn't hide the nervousness on her face; after all, she was but a small servant girl, and seeing a high and mighty person like Han Yu, with his cold indifference and deadly aura, it was impossible not to be afraid. The man before her had too overpowering a presence.
Han Yu looked at the paper in his hand, and indeed, it was Chen Li's handwriting, unmistakable and authentic.