Hearing the knocking, the door was opened. The concierge stuck his head out, looked forward and then down, only to find the "dying" guard lying at the door, looking at him with a mournful face.
He was shocked: "What's going on? Are there any robbers?!"
"Not a robber." Even scarier than a robber.
The guard cried and said: "Hurry up, go back and tell Lord Marquis, just, just say...just say..."
"There's no need to say it." Brody Bai came from behind, kicked him gently to the side, and strode into the door of the house with his clothes on, "We'll go by ourselves."
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