The Cold-Faced God of War's Favored Concubine Is Not to Be Tried

It was already early in the morning when Feng Yanan and the little fox finished their little prank. The night fell, everything was silent, only the starlight and the moonlight illuminated their way forward. Feng Yanan's face was a little tired, but her eyes revealed determination and satisfaction. She looked up at the sky and took a deep breath of the cool night breeze, as if it could dispel all the sleepiness.

The little fox followed Feng Yanan closely, still jumping around, as if not feeling tired at all. Its tail swayed gently, making a slight rustling sound, which intertwined with the surrounding insects and wind to form a peaceful nocturne.

A man and a fox walked quietly in the night without disturbing anyone. The footprints they left behind would no longer exist in the morning sun, as if all this was just a dream.

Inside the Grand Tutor's Mansion, Lin Shengyang, the Grand Tutor who was usually calm and composed, now had a solemn expression on his face and walked quickly towards the storeroom.

When he arrived in front of the warehouse, the scene before him made him tremble. The warehouse door that he was once proud of was now in tatters. The iron door that was once extremely solid was now covered with dense cracks and holes, as if it had suffered some kind of fierce attack.

Lin Shengyang's eyes widened, and an indescribable anger and regret surged in his heart. He clearly remembered that he personally ordered the door to be built, and specially invited the most famous craftsmen in the capital, using the best materials and the most exquisite craftsmanship. He even specifically instructed that this door must be able to withstand any possible damage.

However, now, the door seemed to be destroyed by some mysterious force, which was unbelievable. Lin Shengyang felt dizzy and couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. This was not only a loss of his financial resources, but also a challenge to his authority and dignity. Who on earth would have such a powerful weapon?

Zuo Xuemei was not far away from Lin Shengyang. She witnessed Lin Shengyang vomiting blood, and panic and worry flashed across her face.

Zuo Xuemei hurried forward and gently but firmly supported Lin Shengyang. Her hands trembled slightly. Her eyes were filled with deep worry, as if they carried all the fear and anxiety. Her voice also trembled slightly: "Master! What's wrong with you? Don't scare me!

However, Lin Shengyang held her hand tightly, and he opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but in the end no sound came out. His fingers trembled as he pointed in the direction of the warehouse, his eyes full of despair and anger.

Zuo Xuemei looked in the direction of his finger and found that the originally solid warehouse door was now shaky. Her heart sank suddenly, and an ominous premonition came to her mind.

The storeroom is of great significance to the Lin family. All the precious items, including ancestral jewelry, rare calligraphy and paintings, and relics left by ancestors, are locked behind this door. These things are not only priceless, but also the heirlooms of the Lin family, passed down from generation to generation, witnessing the history and glory of the family.

Although the door of the warehouse was already dilapidated, the lock had not been opened. Zuo Xuemei took a deep breath and signaled the servant to open the lock. The servant walked to the door carefully, took out the key, and gently inserted it into the keyhole. As the key turned, the lock teeth slid open gently, making a crisp sound.

However, at the moment the lock was opened, the entire door and door frame suddenly fell inward. Zuo Xuemei and the servants were stunned by this scene. They hurriedly stepped back to avoid the falling door. Dust and debris flew in the air, and the interior of the warehouse finally appeared before their eyes.

An indescribable emotion surged in Zuo Xuemei's heart. She felt angry and worried. She was angry that someone dared to destroy the Lin family's warehouse so boldly; she was worried about whether the precious items in the warehouse were safe. She hurried into the warehouse and began to check every item, hoping to find the answer as soon as possible.

She hurried into the warehouse, only to see that the shelves that were originally neat and orderly were now in a mess, and all the valuables such as precious antiques, jewelry, calligraphy and paintings had disappeared without a trace. She stared in disbelief, because the warehouse contained precious treasures that their Taishi Mansion had collected over the years, so how could they be stolen like this?

"This... How is this possible? No, this is not true..." Zuo Xuemei murmured in a trembling voice, her hands stroking the empty shelves, as if looking for some remaining evidence. However, she found nothing except scattered dust and pried open keyholes.