It's eight o'clock, the sky growing increasingly gloomy, not a single star in sight, as if a storm was about to erupt any moment.
In the Lu Family Mansion, that tranquil room, the ceiling's bright crystal chandelier remained alight.
Lu Jianqiu, holding a glass of red wine, comfortably crossed his legs while sitting on the sofa, occasionally taking a sip.
His expression does not bear the seriousness of an impending battle, but rather a calm and relaxed ease, making him look quite contented.
The door opened, and a man in his forties walked in. This man, named Qian Heng, had been a loyal subordinate to Lu Jianqiu for over a decade, handling many matters Lu Jianqiu couldn't personally attend to.
"Second Master, everything is ready." Qian Heng stood in front of Lu Jianqiu, speaking respectfully.
"Very good, you should understand my purpose and the principles by which I conduct myself. Today, success is the only option, failure is not."
