115 Escalation (1)
"Young master," a maid called scurrying into his room in the early morning, "someone is looking for you."
For some time there was no reply. The reply finally came after the maid called out several times in her worrying tone.
"What?" Han Xiao asked in confusion as he woke up. "Who's looking for me?"
"I don't know," the maid answered. "It was a foreign man. He said he knew you and also asked for any adult at home."
Han Xiao lurched up from his bed and peered at the maid with bleary eyes, hearing the word foreigner. That word deprived all his drowsiness. Well, it was way past morning for all that mattered. "What did you say?"
The maid repeated as a frown crawled up on the young master's brows.
"What is he doing here? The gall to even come here. . ."
"The man's waiting in the garden," the maid reminded warily. "My lord and lady aren't home, so he's waiting for others."