"Father, you've called for us?" Li Wenmin asked, walking into the private study where he noticed several scrolls were sprawled open on the desk.
At the sight of his sons, Duke Li Shenyang picked up a scroll and began to roll it back up. "Yes, I heard an interesting question yesterday."
"Someone visited?" Li Wenmin asked, noticing a huge chunk was missing from the bookshelves. What was his father reading so early in the morning?
"Yes."
"Who?" Li Chenyang questioned, remaining by the door. This conversation shouldn't take too long, breakfast would be ready soon. His mother disliked it when they were late for family meals. It was one of the rare moments they could all be together, thus she cherished these special times the most.
"Commander Yu Zhen of Hanjian," Duke Li Shenyang answered. Disapproval hung in the air. "Did you see someone escaping from Xueyue's room?"
