Ruan Fengshan's eyes were deep as he extracted a thick pile of papers from the letter.
On top was unexpectedly a folded title deed.
Ruan Fengshan glanced at the address on the deed; it was for a secluded estate.
Ruan Fengshan's eyes flickered. He was unclear about the intention behind Xu Shouxian entrusting his old steward to hand him a title deed for a rather secluded estate after his death.
Below the deed were over a dozen letters, densely filled with small calligraphy.
Upon seeing the handwriting, Ruan Fengshan's heart leapt. The thin, elegant script was definitely Xu Shouxian's handwriting.
Ruan Fengshan believed that any doubts he had would be clarified in the last letter left to him by Xu Shouxian.
Ruan Fengshan picked up the thick pile of letters and focused his eyes on them.
"Fengshan, Shopkeeper: The old man is muddle-headed, his death is not worthy of sorrow..."
