Jian Jingchuan reached backward, and a young soldier came in, holding a tray covered with a piece of floral cloth. He unveiled it, revealing a pale crane-shaped piece of adornment, crafted entirely from pure silver and studded with pearls, which looked very much like a brooch.
Actually, it was not.
Jian Jingchuan picked up the adornment, placed it on the table, and looked at Lu Ranglian, "Do you recognize it? This was found in the Lu Family. Can you explain its origin?"
Lu Ranglian shook his head, "I don't know, this adornment isn't mine. It should belong to my ex-wife."
The young soldier looked at Lu Ranglian incredulously.
Yet Jian Jingchuan remained calm. Over the years, he had been fighting alone, and nothing ever went smoothly for him.
