Bab 98: Breaking Free from the Debt's Chains

Shan Zitong was pacing back and forth in his hotel room, the muted ambiance providing a stark backdrop to the whirlwind of thoughts churning within him. The rhythmic tapping of his shoes echoed the relentless questions reverberating in his mind.

A sudden interruption came in the form of a persistent ring from his phone. Startled, he swiftly retrieved the device and answered the call with a hint of trepidation. "Dad," he uttered, the word laden with a mix of respect and apprehension.

On the other end, Master Shan's voice carried the weight of expectations and urgency. "How is the progress?" The inquiry cut through the air, demanding an account of the mission they were entangled in.

Shan Zitong sighed, a heavy exhale that seemed to release the burden he carried. "She is not giving in, Dad. And I haven't received that thing." The elusive "thing" remained an enigma, a key to a puzzle that held the fate of their family.