Chapter 688: Contact

The silver sword had a golden hilt, giving it a thin contrast. The katana-shaped Sword was reading inside a sheath. 

He picked up the sword and turned to leave, but just as he reached the door, he stopped. He glanced once more at his room before finally he stepped out. 

He walked to the roof of the mansion, accompanied by the butler. 

"Keep everything ready. Mother is coming back after a long time. I want everything to be perfect for her, alright?" 

"Yes, Master Jian. Everything will be just perfect."

"Good. By the way, still no information about the fourth?" Jian asked, stepping right before the helicopter. 

"We've spread the portraits everywhere about how the fourth person might look after thirty-one years, but so far, there has been no information."

" I really think that he died a long time ago. No one remembers seeing that face in the last thirty years."

"Keep looking." Jian stepped inside the helicopter and closed the door.