Director Su, here is your express delivery.
That day, as Su Chen arrived at work, the receptionist Xiao Mei called out to him and handed him a package.
My package?
Su Chen was utterly baffled; he hadn't ordered anything online recently, had he?
Could it be a mistake?
he asked.
Not at all, it's addressed to your name. Receptionist Xiao Mei brought it over.
After Su Chen took it, he glanced at it and realized it was a very thin parcel, seemingly containing documents or something similar.
Alright then.
He carried the package and headed to the security office.
Along the way, he started to open it.
As he did, he was taken aback.
Inside was a document, specifically a letter.
However, it wasn't typed but written with a brush.
The handwriting was bold and unrestrained, quite impressive.
Yet, Su Chen frowned because he could feel a chilling aura in every stroke.
It seemed that the person who wrote this letter must be a master.
And not just any master.
