Lin Xuanying was so famous that she was regarded by the elders as the future head of the family. The third elder proposed: formally establish the young master.
The mother stood up: "The position of head of the family should belong to my son!"
The third elder sneered: "Then let him come out to compete."
Lin Yuan stood up and walked to the field.
He looked at the crowd of people in the room, at the third elder who had been sizing him up for twelve years, at his mother who was shocked and suspicious in the audience, and at Uncle Zhou with red eyes in the corner.
He spoke.
The first complete sentence in twelve years:
"After I win, please tell me - where did that letter go?"
The whole place was dead silent.
At that moment, Lin Yuan knew——
His second cry finally came.
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