Yi Chun had always loved his son dearly. How could he not be nervous when he learned that most of the men he had sent were dead?

The messenger was frightened by Yi Chun’s sudden movements and looked toward the emperor. When he saw the emperor nod, he said, “According to what those who escaped said, the lead Bailiff Wang and young master Yi were…”

“Were what?” Yi Chun asked, panicking when he saw the messenger hesitate. “Was he injured? Was it serious? Where is he? Hurry and take me there!”

He had heard a bit about his son’s unsavory record over the past few years, but he had assumed it wasn’t too big a deal. Ordinary people couldn't really do much about it, and Yi Zhibing had always been quite sharp. He knew who to provoke and who to stay away from. Even if he accidentally offended some people, they would still be lenient out of respect for him. After some proper punishment, he would then be let off. As such, Yi Chun wondered who had...