Jiangnan District, Taiping Mountain.
This is East City’s top luxury residential area, with prestigious location and a gathering of elites.
Situated in the bustling city center, yet it offers a view of mountains and sea, with incredibly fresh air, making the environnt exceptionally rare.
Especially the hillside mansions on Taiping Mountain, which typically start at billions, yet still have a price but no market.
Because the residents here are mostly top aristocrats and old noble families, they lack no money at all.
Newly rich individuals hoping to acquire such a mansion can only seize the opportunity when the original owner goes bankrupt and sells during a property restructuring.
It can be said that owning a property here is considered by many ordinary citizens as stepping into the true power echelon.
The Xiao Family Mansion is situated at an excellent location near the top of Taiping Mountain.
The clear, cloudless weather provides an excellent distant view.
A man dressed in white stands with hands behind his back in front of the study’s floor-to-ceiling window.
He lowers his head, seemingly overlooking the bustling traffic in the downtown business district below and the busy international port in the distance.
His shoulder-length hair falls like molten gold, the tips slightly curled, brushing against the shoulders of his pristine white suit.
Sunlight slants in, as if encasing his silhouette with a golden edge.
The books on the bookshelf behind him are dense and silent.
Only his shadow stretches long and narrow, like a sword yet to be drawn.
A "creak" is heard, and the study door suddenly opens.
An elderly man with graying hair and a solemn face walks in slowly.
The soles of his shoes make a faint sound on the wooden floor, breaking the indoor silence.
The entire study is furnished with wooden structure, from the desk to the bookshelf as well as the bay window of the balcony, all uniformly made of red willow wood, with a strong European classical design.
However, the furnishings within are filled with an aura of Eastern mystery.
A gilded Buddha statue sits cross-legged on a cultural relic shelf, handwritten scripture scrolls under the wall lamp have an ancient paper hue.
Fragrant smoke trails lightly from a bronze censer, twirling around the mandala-patterned censer lid.
Various religious collectibles fill the space.
It seems the owner here is very interested in Eastern mysticism.
The elderly man lifts his eyes towards the golden-haired man standing at the window, his lips move.
Just as he is about to speak, he is interrupted by the other side.
"You don’t need to explain, I already heard everything."
The golden-haired man speaks with his back turned, his voice deep and forceful.
Though he appears to be a foreigner, he speaks the Xia Country language with perfect pronunciation and enunciation.
The elderly man is appalled, his face pales a bit, and the words on the tip of his tongue are swallowed back.
The man standing with his back turned is actually a sudden visitor.
And he is the true owner of the Xiao Family Mansion, Xiao Linye.
At this mont, unlike his normally commanding deanor in the business world, Xiao Linye keeps his hands tightly alongside his legs, bowing his head respectfully standing aside.
He had just received shocking news from his subordinates that the Golden Benba Bottle had been smashed, and he hurriedly rushed to this restricted top-floor study to confess the incident.
Looking at this man’s back, his eyes cannot conceal their anxiousness.
"The scenery here is nice."
The golden-haired man suddenly speaks again, his tone calm as if in a casual conversation:
"Ten years ago during a stormy night, when I stood by this window, even the lighthouse by the port couldn’t be seen. Now it seems to have improved a lot."
Xiao Linye remains stern-faced, holding his breath, afraid to respond.
His gaze unintentionally falls on the decorative accessory at the other’s suit cuff — there a mandala flower is embroidered with golden thread.
"Linye, do you bla ?"
After a while, the golden-haired man suddenly asks.
"Master, if you hadn’t rescued , I would’ve died in the chaos long ago, and there wouldn’t be any of today’s honor and status."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Linye’s face changes instantly, quickly bowing and cautiously replies:
"All these external possessions are granted to your humble servant by you, I’m rely your loyal steward, my lifelong wish is to forever stay by your side!"
In his earnestness and fear, there’s a touch of tearful gratitude.
"Mhm."
The golden-haired man’s response is noncommittal, his fingertip lightly taps the window sill.
Slightly tilting his head, the bright sunshine skims past the edges of his facial contour, but seems unable to truly touch him, unable to illuminate his face.
The inside lighting is subdued by his backlit silhouette, appearing dim and oppressive, heavy as a mountain.
rely standing like this, without any words or movents.
Xiao Linye’s mind is seized, even his breathing feels tight.
The distant port vaguely emits a long sound of the whistle, breaking nearly frozen atmosphere.
After a mont of silence, the golden-haired man speaks slowly again:
"Please wait patiently, you Xia Country have a saying, that those who achieve great things cannot be impulsive. Soon, the sky of Xia Country will change, and then what you want will naturally co."
"Yes, thank you, Master."
In his anxiety, Xiao Linye can’t help but exhale, his tense facial expression showing a hint of joy.
The golden-haired man’s tone pauses, then continues with coldness:
"To , the Golden Benba Bottle is dispensable, I’m not bothered to pursue the ss of the Lu Family."
"But, this must not happen again, especially the tasks I’ve assigned you, are of utmost importance. Should any oversight occur due to your personal affairs, don’t expect leniency."
"Rest assured, Master."
Xiao Linye feels a chilling sense of awe, imdiately assures with utmost sincerity:
"Your humble servant will definitely do my utmost! Every task you assign will be treated as the highest priority, never dare to slack even a bit!"
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