When Wen Lingjun threw those indentures away, the aristocratic families hadn't reacted yet. Without considering the indentures, how could they know who had been burned? Yet almost in the next moment, everyone realized one thing—
Since they didn't know whose indentures were in this box.
It also meant that these indentures could belong to anyone!
Who would care whose name was written on them?
The families instinctively thought they surely had the indentures in hand, and truly speaking, even Li Guanyi couldn't have it justified, but they immediately realized something...
And if the families intended to produce the original indentures, would the Qilin Army recognize them?
Various reasons and solutions passed through the minds of the aristocratic descendants, but they eventually rejected them all, and their expressions turned pale bit by bit, the color slowly faded from their faces.
There's no way to stop it.
They couldn't prevent it.
