Translator: Tuiwen Editor: Tuiwen
Unfortunately, this wasn’t sothing Yang Jiang wanted to hear about his future daughter-in-law. “What about her grades? How is she doing at school?”
“Miss Yao’s grades aren’t bad. She could very well be considered as one of City A’s excellent students.”
“Is she in the top three of her grade?”
The butler lowered his eyes and said nothing.
Yang Jiang frowned in disappointnt. “Top ten, at least?”
“Before, yes,” the butler sighed.
“What, she’s not even on the top ten anymore?”
The butler felt embarrassed on behalf of the girl. “That’s right, Sir.”
As a matter of fact, Yao Ran’s academic results were already comndable by most standards, but this was the head of the Yang family.
He had seen far too many geniuses in his lifeti. Why would he even bother with an average achiever from a small city away from the capital?
“Does she have any other talents?” he continued to ask.
The butler thought for a mont before answering. “Miss Yao participated in the Math Olympiad Competition before, and her ranking wasn’t bad. She is also the apprentice of a piano master from the Music Association. I did hear that she would be participating in their annual assessnt event this year.”
Then, to ham it up so more, he added, “She must have been busy preparing for the event, that’s why she was distracted from her studies.”
The idea seed to appease Yang Jiang, as his expression looked slightly better.
“I suppose it’s good enough that she was accepted as an apprentice by a master from the Music Association. Is there anything else?”
The butler blinked several tis as he tried to recall what other activities Yao Ranwas involved in. “Well… Miss Yao seed to have learned so calligraphy as well. And chess…”
A thought occurred to Yang Jiangthen, and his eyes lit up. “In that case, did she beco a concertmaster while under the tutelage of a master?”
“I think—I—Well… I don’t think I’ve heard of such a thing, but I do recall that she has also learned to play the violin.”
Yang Jiang humd to himself and nodded at the butler. “I see. All right, you get on with your duties.”
He went straight to his study and put the safe box on the table before sitting in front of his computer. He stuck his USB drive into the port and the website’s interface appeared on the screen.
A notification was blinking in the upper right corner, indicating that he had a ssage. He clicked on it and read:
“Your transaction has been terminated. We look forward to serving you again soon.”
Yang Jiang felt faint.
Deep down, he had been harboring the hope that the young master from earlier would still change his mind. At the very least, they could arrange for another eting and co up with better terms.
He never expected that the other party had already canceled the deal on such short notice. He no longer had any chance whatsoever.
Yang Jiang went to the boy’s profile and peered at the information he had provided when he had posted about his search for the parchnt.
After digesting the words, Yang Jiangfell back against his seat and heaved a sigh of relief.
Judging by the reaction of the other users in the comnt section, it was clear that they knew very little about the artifact, despite the organization’s supposed omniscient quality.
If that young master truly needed the parchnt, then he would surely co looking for it again.
Yang Jiang only needed to be patient and quietly bide his ti.
After calming himself, he reached for the box, intending to transfer its contents to his main safe.
But when he opened it, he got the third, and perhaps the biggest, shock of his life.
The box was empty! The parchnt was gone!
What the hell was going on?
Yang Jiang frantically thought back to his actions. He had seen the item with his own eyes as he closed the box earlier, and the box had never left his person from the mont he left the private room up until now.
So, how co the parchnt was nowhere to be found?
More importantly, there was a fingerprint lock on the box, on top of a password. Even if soone guessed the code, only Yang Jiang’s fingerprint was acceptable.
How in the world could this have happened?
At that mont, his screen glitched, as if another person was taking control of his computer. The screen turned all white for a brief second before a series of words popped out.
It read:
“Thank you. It belongs to now.”
Yang Jiang stared at that single line and seethed. He was so furious that the veins on his arms bulged. He grabbed the mouse and smashed it against the monitor.
The screen shattered, and the ssage was gone, just like the parchnt.
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