His mind was in turmoil.
An ancient pact scroll!
The first thing that came to mind was the word "contract," which had been circling endlessly in his head since last night.
Sun Tian's heart thumped hard twice at those words, and his grip on the phone tightened involuntarily.
He forced himself to breathe steadily, but his voice still grew noticeably louder.
"Dad! That ancient pact scroll-have you seen it yourself?"
The old man on the beach thought his son seemed a little emotional today, but since his safety wasn't at risk, there was no harm in reminiscing.
"Your great-grandfather was strong-willed all his life. After spending decades with him, your great-grandmother picked up one of his habits. They both liked collecting antiques and rare curios."
"Dad, never mind all that. I just want to know whether you ever took a close look at that scroll!"
Listening to his father ramble about the past over the phone, Sun Tian grew impatient.
"Watch your tone. I was just getting to that! You're exactly like your great-grandfather. I don't know what all the upbringing your mother and I gave you-"
"All right, all right, Dad, I'm sorry, okay? Go on, go on..."
Just then, his secretary knocked outside, tapped his watch, and pointed toward the conference room, reminding Sun Tian that his meeting was about to begin.
Sun Tian had to ask his father to hold on, then covered the phone and spoke toward the doorway.
"Li, tell them I'm busy. Let the marketing department hold today's meeting themselves, and send me the minutes afterward."
"Yes, Mr. Sun."
The boss had spoken, so what else could he do? Still, the people in marketing would certainly be happy about this.
Once his secretary left, Sun Tian hung a do not disturb sign on his