Outside the suburbs of Shengjing, in front of a solitary grave, a young man in plain white clothes was being beaten by a group of thugs. The ground was stained red with blood.,It pales in comparison to the enemy's overwhelming power.,Chu Xiyu's eyes widened in disbelief. She looked around, realizing that this was the courtyard of the Hou Mansion from her past, and at this moment...。