The file in AiLin's hands was deceptively simple, just a few crisp sheets of paper bound together. But every word etched on it carried the weight of an entire empire.
This wasn't just a legal document. To others, it was a declaration of trust, or perhaps, a transfer of power. Each person who created this document would have their own reasons but in the end it's all the same- a final, irreversible choice.
No one, absolutely no one, would draft such a document lightly. Not unless they were ready to hand over everything they owned. Betting their wealth, legacy, and entire family name. And unless that person was bound by blood, who in their right mind would ever do such a thing?
Yet AiLin… she was no longer a Jiang.
She had severed that tie long ago.
And still—
The contents were undeniable:
