In the blink of an eye, Xiao Yu and Wu Lei rushed to Wu Jianbo's bedroom.

Wu Lei eagerly pushed open the carved sandalwood door.

Wu Jianbo holds a very high status and position in the Wu family because he is the future head of the family.

Therefore, the furnishings in his house were all made of the finest rosewood, with smooth lines and exquisite carvings on the tables and chairs. Every detail showcased the wealth and heritage of the Wu family.

Xiao Yu's gaze searched the room eagerly before finally settling on the table.

The jade tablet bestowed by Wu Qiang, the patriarch of the Wu family, lay there quietly at this moment. However, it was no longer intact; instead, it had shattered into countless tiny powders, almost turning into dust.

"This...how is this possible?"

Xiao Yu's voice trembled, as if an invisible hand was gripping her throat.

Her legs buckled, and she swayed precariously. If Wu Lei hadn't reacted quickly and caught her in time, she would have collapsed to the ground.

Her eyes were filled with terror and disbelief, and her once rosy complexion had turned ashen.

If the jade pendant had simply cracked, it might have meant that her husband, Wu Jianbo, was seriously injured. But now that it's shattered like this, there's only one possibility in her mind: Wu Jianbo is dead.

But how can this be explained?

Wu Jianbo was merely going to capture Fang Han, accompanied by Old Master Wu Haomiao and Wu Zhenyu, among others. They were all the most powerful figures in their families, possessing extraordinary strength; how could they possibly be in danger so easily?

Even if Fang Han's combat power has greatly increased because he has become a medicine man, how could he possibly be a match for a Foundation Establishment Realm expert like Grandpa Wu Haomiao?

All of this felt like an absurd nightmare, something Xiao Yu couldn't accept.

"Mother, has something happened to Father?"

Wu Lei's voice trembled, and his lips quivered slightly.

"Impossible. I guess this jade pendant broke on its own due to its age. Your father couldn't have been in trouble."

After a long period of stunned silence, Xiao Yu seemed to grasp at the last straw and muttered to herself.

A hint of hope flickered in her eyes, as if saying this would negate the cruel reality before her.

"How about we go take a look at Uncle Wu Zhenyu's jade pendant?"

Wu Lei, suppressing his inner fear, made the suggestion in a trembling voice.

He dared not think about the worst possible outcome, but he had no choice but to face it.

Xiao Yu nodded. At this moment, she truly hoped that the problem was only with the jade pendant itself, and that Wu Jianbo was safe and sound.

The two walked unsteadily, as if stepping on cotton, and hurriedly arrived at Wu Zhenyu's study.

The study door was not locked and opened with a gentle push.

The room was filled with the faint scent of ink, and the bookshelves were filled with various precious books and ancient texts.

Francis Ng's jade pendant has always been placed in a prominent position on his desk.

"Mother, Uncle's jade pendant... it's broken too..."

Wu Lei's voice was choked with sobs, his body trembling violently as he pointed to the jade pendant that had also shattered into powder.

Xiao Yu felt a sudden darkness before her eyes, her legs went weak, and she almost collapsed to the ground.

If it were only Wu Jianbo's jade pendant that broke, it could perhaps be explained by the fact that the jade pendant broke on its own due to its age. But now that Wu Zhenyu's jade pendant has also broken, this cruel fact forces her to believe that Wu Jianbo and Wu Zhenyu may really be dead.

"Impossible. How could your father and uncle be in trouble? Let alone Fang Han, even that old man Fang Gaoyang from the Fang family is only a mid-level Martial Grandmaster. How could anyone from the Fang family threaten their lives?"

Xiao Yu still refused to believe it. She shook her head frantically, tears welling up in her eyes.

After suffering heavy blows from the successive breakage of Wu Jianbo and Wu Zhenyu's jade pendants, Xiao Yu and Wu Lei were filled with worry and fear, knowing full well the seriousness of the situation.

Almost without thinking, the flustered mother and son hurried towards the elegant residence where the head of the family, Wu Haomiao, lived.

Along the way, the two walked quickly, their expressions solemn, their hearts filled with unease and fear, as if every step they took was on the edge of a cliff.

As the head of the Wu family, Wu Haomiao held a prestigious position. His elegant residence was located in a secluded spot within the Wu family mansion, surrounded by lush bamboo, creating a tranquil and refined environment that reflected the unique status of the family head.

The architecture of the elegant house is simple and elegant, with flying eaves and brackets, carved beams and painted rafters, and every detail shows luxury and exquisiteness.

However, even though Xiao Yu is Wu Haomiao's daughter-in-law and Wu Lei is his only grandson, they cannot freely enter this place that symbolizes the core of the Wu family's power.

As soon as they arrived at Wu Haomiao's residence, a burly middle-aged man stood firmly in front of them like a towering mountain.

"Sister-in-law, young master, the old master is not here, you cannot go in."

The man's voice was deep and firm, leaving no room for negotiation.

This person was Xue Feihu, Wu Haomiao's prized disciple, who possessed considerable cultivation at the mid-level Martial Grandmaster level.

His face was stern, and his eyes revealed a resolute and persistent spirit. Years of cultivation had given him an aura that commanded respect.

On ordinary days, Xue Feihu was like a loyal guardian, guarding this elegant residence day and night.

His position in the Wu family was extremely extraordinary, simply because he had only one belief in his heart: to obey only the orders of the family head, who was also his master, Wu Haomiao.

No matter who he was facing or what the situation was, he resolutely ignored anything that did not conform to his master's instructions. Even other important figures in the Wu family could not shake his will.

"Feihu, we need to go to the old man's study to see his jade pendant. Please allow us to pass immediately."

Xiao Yu was extremely anxious. At this moment, she felt as if countless ants were gnawing at her heart. However, she knew Xue Feihu's temperament well. He was a stubborn man who could not be persuaded without proper communication.

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