When Tan Hong Fei noticed that something was off about him, it was too late. The man stood up. Before everyone could respond, he turned and charged straight into the pillar next to him.

Blood and brains scattered all around. He died on the spot.

This could be considered as another type of suicide soldier.

At this time, in the hot springs, Gu Yun's eyelids would not stop twitching.

The manor's guard commander, Huo Dan, suddenly barged inside, completely out of breath from panicking: "Mar...Marquis…"

Gu Yun turned back: "What's wrong?"

After learning about the change in the capital, Huo Dan's heart had been jumping wildly in his chest, but he had not yet had time to open his mouth when suddenly, the door was kicked open.

Chang Geng tightly held a wooden bird in his hand. The little thing had its beak open, its wings were flapping, and its head had been separated from its body. The hard, wooden material was being crushed by him. The uneven gears inside were exposed, digging into his palm, creating a mess of flesh and blood.

But at this moment, he did not seem to know pain. Like a fish that had left the water, he harshly gasped for breath, but his chest could not contain even one bit of air.

He had a piece of blood-covered sea grain paper in his hand. After all, the wooden bird was still faster than the horse. Someone had already passed along the hilarious event from the capital to him.

Chang Geng's chest felt as if there was a sharp knife inside; he could feel blood pouring with every intake of breath. He walked in front of Gu Yun with faltering steps and hugged him.

Huo Dan, who was standing on the side, was taken aback: "Mar..."

Gu Yun made a gesture towards him: "Old Huo, you go out first."

Huo Dan's throat twitched. He seemed to want to say something, then, in the end, he silently took his leave.

The strength of this unfortunate kid was not at all meager. Gu Yun felt that his old waist was about to break under his hold. Once Huo Dan was gone, he reached out and patted his back: "What's wrong?"

Chang Geng lowered his head and buried his face in his shoulder; surrounding him was Gu Yun's medicinal scent. In the past, this scent could only make him feel relieved. Even if he were to fall into nightmares, it could still break through the haze, but right now, he wanted to never sense this strong medicinal scent ever again.

Chang Geng closed his eyes, there were explosions inside his ears. His heart was empty, with only one thought remaining: I must kill the entire Li family.

Gu Yun took the crumpled-up piece of paper from his hand and swept his eyes through it. He instantly felt a chill. Strongly pushing Chang Geng away, he shouted: "Huo Dan!"