In the bustling and lively city of Linjiang, Su Yao was an utterly ordinary girl. With shoulder-length hair and two shallow dimples that appeared when she smiled, she worked as a waitress in a small café. Her daily life was as tranquil as still water, and her greatest pleasure during breaks was reading books, losing herself in the stories of others.
Yet the twists of fate always arrive without warning. On a stormy night with very few customers in the café, Su Yao was organizing coffee beans behind the counter when she suddenly heard a flurry of urgent knocks at the door. Opening it, she saw a drenched old man standing outside. His gaze was profound, and he tightly gripped an archaic wooden box carved all over with bizarre symbols.
"Young lady, save me... This box must never fall into the hands of villains..." With a fading breath, the old man shoved the wooden box into Su Yao's hands and collapsed unconscious. Panicked, Su Yao hurriedly dialed for an ambulance. After the old man was sent to the hospital, Su Yao looked at the wooden box in her hands, her heart filled with doubt.
Chapter 106