Meanwhile, in a suburban villa—
Bang!
An incense burner, placed alone on the eastern side of the study, suddenly exploded!
An old man who had been absorbing fortune energy felt his face stiffen.
He stared in disbelief at the shattered burner before him. His blood churned violently, and his legs wobbled—before he coughed up a mouthful of blood!
Hearing the commotion, his secretary rushed to the door. “Master?”
“I’m fine!” The old man steadied himself with his cane, clutching another incense burner tightly. His voice sounded as if he had aged another ten years. “Send someone to check on Zane. I need to know what he’s doing right now.”
“Yes, sir!” The secretary immediately left.
The old man’s expression grew grim.
What was going on?
That family’s fortune—was slipping beyond his cont
