The afternoon sun cast a pale glow over the snow-covered grounds of Ji Mansion.
Beyond the towering iron gates, the estate stood in its usual grandeur, surrounded by rows of trees still dusted with snow.
Several soldiers patrolled the perimeter, their dark uniforms contrasting against the white landscape.
The soldier stationed at the main entrance straightened when he spotted a familiar black Maserati approaching.
Recognizing the vehicle, he immediately signaled for the gates to open.
As Lu Tian drove past, the two men exchanged a silent nod.
The soldier returned to his post while the Maserati continued along the winding driveway.
Lu Tian's expression remained unreadable.
One hand rested on the steering wheel while the other lay near the folder on the passenger seat.
He had spent the entire drive considering how to approach the conversation awaiting him.
Grandfather Ji was not a man easily shaken.
