Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

He sneered, not at all afraid in the face of the crisis.

The man signaled to him with his eyes, though.

He followed the direction of the man"s gaze and found two soldiers approaching the metal cage with guns aimed at his mother"s temple.

His unconscious mother"s head remained bowed, having no idea of what a dangerous situation she was in now!

"Drop the gun!"

The hand that held the pistol started shaking violently.

His eyes turned red as he shuddered uncontrollably!

"Drop the gun! I don"t have any patience; this is my last warning, or else—"

"No!"

With gritted teeth, he slowly threw the gun to the ground.

"Kick it over!" The man threatened again. "Kick the gun over!"

Mu Yichen stretched out his foot to kick it aside.

A soldier strode forward from behind, raised the gun in his hand high up, and struck the back of his neck hard.

A sudden burst of electrifying numbness overwhelmed the boy before he blacked out…

A Bentley slowly drove into the Mu residence.

Mu Yazhe frowned and quickly entered the house after he had alighted from the car and seen the armed men tightly surrounding the entrance.

"Master, you"re back!"

"Where"s grandpa?"

"Sir, he"s still asleep upstairs!"

"It"s already afternoon; why hasn"t he woken up?" The man asked the servant while climbing up the stairs. Upon pushing open the door to his grandfather"s bedroom, he found him lying in bed with a lifeless, ashen face.

His heart stilled for a moment before he strode over to the old man and held his face. He squinted.

"How long has he been asleep?"

"He"s been asleep since 3 AM after taking his medicine!"

With knitted brows, he leaned down slightly. "Grandpa! …Grandpa?!"

The old man still did not wake. In fact, there was no reaction from him.

Rather than saying that he was in deep sleep, it was more precise to say that he was dead. There seemed to be no life in him at all.

If not for his faint breathing, his grandson would really suspect that he had pa.s.sed away!

"Where"s the doctor?! Summon the doctor!"

He looked up to give the order. Not long after, their family doctor rushed over.

"Take a look at him; what"s going on?!"

"Yes, yes…" Without further ado, the doctor immediately conducted a check-up of the old man.

Walking to one side, he gave a call to Mu Yichen, whose phone was unfortunately turned off.

The boy should have been released from school by now!

Why had he not turned on his phone?!

The driver rushed over just then. Upon seeing his master, he was startled for a bit before immediately reporting to him. "Master, there"s a situation; young master is missing!"

"Missing?" His eyes narrowed dangerously. "What do you mean by missing?"

"According to the kindergarten teacher, she hasn"t seen young master since morning. He wasn"t around as well when I arrived after school. Master, do we need to call the police…"

"Didn"t you watch him enter the school gate?"

"I watched him entering the gates with my eyes!" hurriedly explained the driver with an aggrieved look.

Before he could finish explaining, the doctor walked over after completing the preliminary examination. Sweat covered his forehead. "Master, sir got poisoned and is now in coma; he needs to be sent to the hospital immediately!"

"Poisoned?!"

"Yes! Sir"s lips are purplish, his body is stiff, and his face is ashen—all these are signs of poisoning. We need to send him to the hospital at once!"

His head throbbed as he knitted his brows and gave an order in a frighteningly chilling voice.

"Okay!"