The affairs of the world are ever-changing.
Wang Yong once had the chance to follow a promising future True Person, but he failed to recognize it, and now he can only watch and sigh, his fate vastly different.
As for the Yuanchen Chamber of Commerce.
They surely never imagined that the sin committed on a whim by a mere sixteen-year-old Duan Zhengming, which casually collapsed a private talisman making workshop with barely a notice to the Law Department,
would come back eighty-two years later to exact revenge and plunge the Yuanchen Chamber of Commerce into eternal damnation.
...
City Lord Mansion.
In the garden.
The twelve Line Leaders of the Yuanchen Chamber of Commerce, also the heads of twelve families, knelt in the garden, bound with handcuffs and shackles, their hearts filled with desolation and uncontrollable rage.
They had reviewed the promissory note.
Setting aside the absurdity of the numbers,
