Chapter 210. A Different Hospital.

The commander's eyes rolled at all the objects he could see on the ground. He could see a stick, a rod, and an ax. He hoped that the thoughts in his head were not true. As he thought about the possibility of the criminal using the object on the floor to harm the young master, he shuddered upon it. There were many assumptions they could have, how it all happened, and who did it.

But it was going to be hard to know the truth, even if they didn't know they were a few steps away from it.

“Commander, I can see all these objects on the floor. The young master looks as if he had been beaten very badly, as he is bruised and battered,” the deputy said.

“I hope it's not what I'm thinking,” the commander replied.

Steve's anguished sobs echoed through the room, the heavy atmosphere of solemnity settling like a thick fog. The downcast faces of the guards and the commander bore witness to the gravity of the situation, each one grappling with the unexpected turn of events. Little did they anti