Zhang Shenqi's words were filled with grief and rage, his voice brimming with anger he could no longer suppress.
What could he do? During his term as Patriarch of the Zhang Family, such a massive lapse had occurred—he had to bear the responsibility!
"Our Zhang Family's Book of Life and Death has been stolen!" Zhang Shenqi's voice was heavy, and as his words fell, an uproar burst forth before the ancestral hall of the Zhang Family.
Late night
Zhang Family estate
Zhang Gaqi and Zhang Shenqi sat in the study; at the side were two middle‑aged men with valiant features, each silently reading the intelligence in their hands.
