Inside the Lu estate, Lu Sihan sat gracefully at her mahogany desk, the soft glow of a lamp illuminating her sharp, striking features.
Her eyes were fixed entirely on a heavy, gold-embossed cream envelope that had just been hand-delivered to the estate by a private, high-security courier. The rich, crimson wax seal on the back bore the majestic, ancient crest of the Yang family—the undisputed, apex predator among the capital's elite Hidden Families.
With elegant, steady fingers, she used a silver letter opener to slice the envelope open, pulling out the thick, premium parchment. As her eyes swept over the flawless, elegant calligraphy, a sudden, blinding rush of absolute triumph washed over her cold, calculating features.
"The Yang Family requests the honor of your presence at an exclusive, private ancestral banquet, where the official engagement of the head of the Yang Group, Yang Muchen, will be formally announced to the elite circle."
