It was just past midday, and the sunlight streamed through the carved window lattices into the reception hall of the Lin Family.
Inside, spirals of sandalwood incense curled upward, filling the entire space with a tranquil and serene atmosphere. However, this peace was soon shattered by a flurry of hurried footsteps.
Jiang Youqin walked into the hall with a flurried expression and immediately spotted Lin Chong, who was leisurely sitting in an armchair sipping tea. Lin Chong was dressed in a plain robe with a calm expression on his face. The teacup in his hand was emitting wisps of steam, as if all the chaos in this world had nothing to do with him.
Chapter 187