Li Zhende proposed that Zhou Hengchang help him, believing that a child raised by Old Zhou could not be anything but outstanding. Moreover, he reasoned that if she could summon a man like him to help clear his name, he must possess real ability.
Before he finished speaking, he turned and dove into the small shack. In an instant, the sounds of metal clashing and objects being overturned echoed from within. When he emerged, his hair was covered in cobwebs, and his nose and face were streaked with gray dust, as if he had just crawled out of an abandoned warehouse.
Li Zhende carefully cradled a faded blue cloth bundle, his calloused knuckles gripping the fabric so tightly it wrinkled. Just as Zhou Hengchang was about to ask what it was, the bundle was unfolded layer by layer. Li Zhende turned the first page with trembling hands and pointed to the content:
Chapter 255