"Zhan?" Simon called out to him as he came out of the building followed by Yibo and Zhehan.

"Where is he?" Yibo said, "He has been gone for so long, he should be back."

Zhehan also looked around before his eyes suddenly widened, "S...sir Zhan?"

He called out and soon the other two also looked in Zhehan's directions before their eyes widened as well,

"Zhan?!" Simon said and moved towards him, "What's this? how come you have so much blood on you?"

Zhan was carrying an unconscious A-Yuan in his hands and was covered in blood from head to toe.

"Who is he? Sean." Yibo asked and noticed A-Xiang behind him as well who was covered in dirt and seemed pretty scared.

Zhan didn't reply immediately and took a few seconds, "Marquis can you arrange a carriage for us please."

Zhehan who was still in shock nodded slowly before going to get a carriage, while looked at Simon and Zhan, "These two were being abused by a man, these kids were sold to him and I just saved them, brother, from today they will stay with us is that okay?"

Simin looked at the boy with dirty and torn clothes, covered in bruises, and blood, while the girl just hid behind Zhan shivering as she glanced at Simon before quickly looking down.

"What are their names?" Simon asked.

"A-Xiang and A-Yuan," Zhan answered. 

Simon nodded, "Okay, they can come with us," 

Yibo moved forward and looked behind Zhan at A-Xiang who was shivering badly and couldn't even look at Yibo, she wore torn clothes as well and she felt shameful she felt dirty and useless.

But she suddenly felt a warm cloth being put on her and she looked at Yibo who was smiling at her, "Hello my name is Yibo and I am the third prince of this empire."

A-Xiang suddenly kneeled in front of Yibo, "P...prince....g...greetings."

Yibo smiled and gently grabbed her shoulder before helping her stand up, "Y...Your highness your cloth will get dirty, y...your hand will..."

Yibo patted her head, "So what if it gets dirty I have many other clothes and I can buy hundreds of new clothes and I can always wash my hand so it's okay."

In the meantime, Zhehan also came back with the carriage, and Zhan took A-Yuan and A-Xiang with him, and Simon spoke to Yibo, "Prince you can go with him, I will reach home soon"

"Sure, duke."

Simon then slowly walked towards the alleyway and went in it only to be shocked to the core, there laid a very messed up corpse, the two hands of the man were on the ground and his eyes were wide open while he was stabbed so badly that even his organ came out.

Simon suddenly covered his mouth and turned around, he nearly pukes after this.

Simon's hand was beating very fast, his hand shivered when he realized that it was Zhan who did this because other than him no one can do this.

And Zhan was actually covered by this man's blood.

"Duke are you alright?" Zhehan asked once he saw the pale-faced Simon who was staring at nothing, "Duke?" He slightly shook him and Simon just closed his eyes and took a deep breath, 

"Let's go back, Marquis," Simon said with a heavy voice, Zhehan who was worried about him didn't say anything after that.

While Zhan and Yibo soon reached the house, Zhan held A-Yuan in his arms again and got down from the carriage while Yibo followed him before raising his hand and helping A-Xiang to get down.

A-Xiang was stunned for a moment after seeing such a big house, "A...are we going to stay here?"

"Yes. " Yibo answered.

All of them walked into the room and Zhan carried A-Yuan all the way to an empty room before putting him in the bed, "A-Xiang goes and take a bath, the servants will bring you clothes and clean A-Yuan as well" He said and walked out of the room, followed by Yibo.

Zhan then went to take a bath, he washed away all the blood from his body and let the cold water surround him as he slowly sank into the bathtub.

What's happening to him? Just what's going on? Why is he not feeling anything? 

Satisfaction, Happiness, Anger, sadness, grief, guilt nothing he felt nothing he only suffocating. He laid in the bathtub being submerged in water.

Zhan slowly got out of the bathtub and out of nowhere his tears started to escape his eyes he couldn't control his sudden urge to cry, and he broke down.

His tears just won't stop, he covered his mouth and cried silently before once again sinking into the bathtub and this time for a good amount of time.

After he was done nothing he wore his nightclothes and went outside in his room only to see the prince sitting on a chair.

"Oh you are out," Yibo said, "I just wanted to see you before I leave."

Zhan just stared at Yibo before nodding, but Yibo noticed something was off about Zhan, "Hey are you okay?"

"I am fine." Zhan quickly replied. 

Yibo wanted to say something but didn't know what to say he just stared at Zhan waiting for him to say something on his own but Zhan didn't say anything.

"Sean...I have no idea what's bothering you...that's why I don't know what to say...but please don't push me away."

Push away.

Zhan suddenly remembered when in his last life he had treated Yibo rudely and pushed him away, even after he and Yibo became friends he didn't trust him. 

In his last life only and only Yibo was the one who had given him his hand and wasn't ashamed of him instead actively pursued him to be his friend.

And what did he do? doubt him? and even called him a son of a traitor.

Zhan placed a hand on his head, he didn't understand why was he remembering all this right now, just why everything from his last life flashing in front of his eyes.

When Zhan remained quiet, Yibo sighed, "I'll leave then"

Just as Yibo turned to leave he felt string arms around his waists, he was being tightly hugged by Zhan.

When Yibo touched Zhan's hands they were cold and Yibo suddenly heard a sob which made him immediately turn around only to see Zhan's tears.

"What's wrong Sean?" Yibo asked and made Zhan sit on the bed, "What's wrong, please Zhan tell me what's going on."

Zhan just vigorously shook his head, "They won't stop, they just won't stop."

"What? What won't stop Zhan?" Yibo asked anxiously.

But instead of replying to him Zhan just held his hands tighter and cried himself to sleep, while Yibo just stared at him, before wiping his face before coming out of the room and soon as he came out of Zhan's room he saw Simon.

"Is he asleep?" Simon asked and Yibo nodded.

"Did he tell you why he was crying?" Simon asked and Yibo shook his head as a response.

"Alright, you should go back, Good night your highness."

"Good night, Duke."