Edmund's POV

After what had happened last night, the old house returned to peace.

The servants had cleaned the mansion, except for the red lanterns and the red characters carved with wood.

I didn't sleep all night last night. I sat in my room for the whole night and went out when the day broke.

With a worried look on her face, Wasim said, "Master, you have been tired these two days. You don't look well."

"I'm fine. Did grandpa get up?" I asked in a low voice.

"Yes. old master is getting old and doesn't get enough sleep. He wakes up at dawn every morning. Now he is taking...