Chapter 61
When the Shadow Guard returned, it was already the fourth night after the operation had begun. When he entered the […]
Su Muichen had always felt that his life was a joke.
His mother died young, his father despised him, and even his name had been chosen carelessly.
When he grew up, he relied on himself to get into medical school. After finally graduating, he was preparing to begin work at a hospital.
But then he suddenly received devastating news.
His father, stepmother, and younger half-brother had fled overseas to escape their debts, only to all die in a plane crash.
What they left him was not an inheritance, but tens of millions in debt.
And an ancestral run-down shop that was about to be auctioned off by the court—the Guichen Studio.
On the very first night after he took over the shop,a man dressed in ancient-style clothing, covered in blood and holding a long sword, suddenly broke into the store.
The man’s name was Xiao Yuan.
He came from a dynasty that did not exist anywhere in recorded history.
What Su Muichen did not know was—from this night onward,a transaction spanning a thousand years was about to change the fate of two worlds.
When the Shadow Guard returned, it was already the fourth night after the operation had begun. When he entered the […]
At eleven o’clock at night, in the old district of Yunjing City. The car drove steadily into a parking space
At eleven o’clock at night, in the old district of Yunjing City. The charcoal fire in the council hall burned
Xiao Yuan had also brought a box of gold this time. Su Muchen turned the ledger toward him, indicating that
The carriage was cold. It was a still kind of cold, creeping upward inch by inch from the soles of
When the city gates of Linbei City finally came into view, the sky was already completely dark. Jiang Zechen lifted
The morning sunlight broke through the clouds, drying the flagstone road in Changning Alley. The dampness from the past few
Early in the morning, the Northern Frontier Administrative Office’s council hall was already open. The charcoal fire burned a little
When the door of the council hall closed behind him, Jiang Zechen had already gone over every figure he had
Five Days Earlier When Qian You’nian, the grain officer, entered Xia Lanshi’s tent, he was holding a military report that
Late at night. The real grain began to be moved. The first batch of grain sacks was loaded onto carts
The Sheng family possessed an ancient book. This ancient book was kept together with the Sheng family genealogy. Only the
Three days later, an unusual commotion came from the direction of the city gates. The Registrar, Xu Wenshan, was the
The Guichen Studio was still lit late into the night. Su Muchen had just finished checking the last batch of
Yunjing City, the old district, eleven o’clock at night. A single light was on in the top floor of an
The nights at Guichen Studio were always a little softer-lit than the daytime. Warm-colored light fell over the old, yet
Late into the night, the Northern Frontier Administrative Office was still lit. The footsteps of the soldiers on night patrol
The afternoon sunlight slanted in through the crack of the door. Guichen Studio was very quiet, with only the faint
The day Jiang Zechen left, the wind and snow happened to stop. The northern frontier rarely gave people weather like
At night, the lights in the Shaohua Center were still brightly lit. But Sheng Chengxiu noticed that recently, there was