Deep within the Huang Mansion, the atmosphere was so heavy it was almost suffocating.
Huang Dongchun had just stepped through the mansion gates, not yet having changed out of his dust-stained robes, when he was struck by news like a bolt from the blue—the family's heirloom treasure, the Spirit Marrow Gu, had been stolen!
"What did you say?! The Spirit Gu… how could it have been stolen?!"
His vision suddenly went black as a rush of hot blood surged to his head. He could no longer conceal the look of shock and fury on his face, and his voice carried a faint, almost imperceptible tremor.
What was the Spirit Marrow Gu?
It was the very foundation of the Huang Family's legacy, cultivated through the blood, sweat, and immense resources of several generations!
