Ten Years of Bitter Study... May Not Measure Up to Three Generations of Effort. Just Wait and See!

The sudden "incident" made Lu Chen's heart clench.

"Dad, what happened? Don't panic, take your time."

Lu Jianming's voice was frantic over the phone. "Those Great Silver notes you left behind last time all sold out in less than two days. But I don't know if word spread too quickly or if the Great Silver notes were just that effective—by the second day, lots of people were already coming to buy them. I told them my son made them, and that you were away on a business trip, so they'd have to wait until you came back.

"I never expected more and more people to come every day. The line stretched from our front door all the way outside the residential compound, and plenty of them opened their mouths asking to buy a hundred thousand or eighty thousand worth at a time..."

"Dad, get to the point!" Lu Chen interrupted helplessly.

"The point is, two people got into a fight over the silver notes today for no reason at all. They beat each other bloody. Now people from the yamen have come and want to take your mother and me back for questioning.

"They're right here in the house.

"Son, I've never been inside a yamen in my whole life. I-I'm panicking..."

"Phew—" After hearing this, Lu Chen let out a long breath, and his tense body immediately relaxed. "Dad, I thought something huge had happened. That's all it is..."

Lu Jianming's voice immediately dropped a few notches. "That's not huge? Going into the yamen! We common folk—how could we not be scared?"

Lu Chen laughed. "All right, all right. Just do as the yamen says. If you need to go, then go. I'll find someone to handle it. You'll just be going through the motions. I'm already on my