Chapter 7: INVITATION
Wang Ming sat cross-legged on his bed, meditating in silence. The familiar knock at the door broke the stillness. Without opening his eyes, he spoke coldly,
"What is it now?"
The door creaked open, and a middle-aged maid entered, her posture cautious, voice trembling slightly,
"Young Master, the clan leader has sent a representative with gifts. He has also instructed you to visit the clan hall this evening."
Wang Ming remained silent for a moment, after thinking and weighting pros and cons . Finally, he spoke, his tone indifferent,
"Fine. Go and accept the gifts. Tell the representative I will attend."
The maid, not daring to question further, quickly bowed and left. As her figure disappeared, Wang Ming's gaze lingered where she had stood, his mind churning with thoughts.