Lu Chen gripped the steering wheel, his mind racing. His grandfather's law firm was located in an old-fashioned building in the historic district, its mottled walls seeming to whisper tales of passing time. After parking the car, he and Huo Yao walked side by side into the office, where a rich scent of aged books and wooden furniture greeted them instantly.
The lawyer was a white-haired elderly man. Seeing Lu Chen, he gestured toward an antique wooden box sitting on the desk and said, "Mr. Lu, this is what your grandfather left for you."
Lu Chen took a deep breath and slowly opened the wooden box. Inside lay a piece of yellowed stationery, bearing bold, vigorous handwriting that belonged unmistakably to his grandfather. He carefully unfolded the paper and began to read it word by word.
Chapter 140