Ye Shuli pinched the thin sheet of letter paper, her fingertips turning white.
It was a letter from the head of the family. Though brief, it harbored surging undercurrents—clues regarding the family's former loyal subordinates had finally surfaced.
She took a deep breath, crumpled the paper into a ball, and let out a faint, low murmur: "Hah, finally..."
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