"Where on earth are you, Father? Ming'er believes you are not dead. But now, Ming'er is powerless; I am even about to lose the position of family head."
Lu Ming clutched tightly at a pendant around his neck. He pressed with such force that his fingernails dug into his flesh, and fresh blood steadily seeped out.
This pendant was cast from bronze and was roughly the size of a fava bean. Before his father's accident, he had entrusted someone to send it back from afar, and Lu Ming had kept it with him every day for the past six years.
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