Chapter 434. War (1/2)
A rather gloomy atmosphere had settled over the Bai Mansion in recent days— heavy, silent, and almost suffocating. Even the servants moved about as if walking on thin ice, their footsteps hesitant and voices barely above whispers. An unspoken anxiety drifted through the air, as if the mansion itself was holding its breath.
Little Tyler, seated by the window in his usual quiet corner, gently rubbed his fingers together, as though trying to feel the strange tension in the air. His white hair fluttered softly in the cold breeze slipping in from a crack in the window.
"A rather gloomy atmosphere has spread within the mansion over the past few days." he muttered, almost as if speaking to himself.
The dry air and cold winds that blew in from the mountains seemed to carry with them more than just winter’s chill. There was something else— something hidden in the silence. The subtle but ever-growing tension among the guards and maids, the sudden increase in patrolling, and the flickering wards around the mansion— it all pointed to one thing.
Something big was brewing.
Even Tyler also thought the same.
While both the past and present version of Tyler witnessing these — both remained deep in thought, two familiar voices broke the silence.
"What is our little prince doing out here all alone?" said one with a chuckle.
"Prince? Hah! Foolish title. We should just call him Young Master," said another, the tone rough but teasing.
The voices were hoarse, yet filled with warmth and a certain cheerfulness that seemed to slice through the tension in the air. Little Tyler’s eyes lit up, the corners of his lips curving into a wide smile.
"Uncle Xie! Uncle Hao!" he shouted joyfully, leaping up from his seat.