Ye Chen lifted his head and puffed out his chest, taking a deep breath before heading toward the study. The old butler watched Ye Chen's retreating figure with a hint of excitement, but as someone who had seen much of life, he quickly regained his composure. He looked at Ye Chen's back, a look of gratification appearing on his face. It was the look of an older generation placing their hopes in the younger.
The Clan Leader's study was located in the room at the back with a full sea view. It was said that the cost of that single study exceeded one million dollars. Ye Chen still remembered the pure gold statue in that study, which was filled with an antique scent of books, all of which were rare editions. Ye Chen walked down a dimly lit corridor, which was similarly carpeted with dark wool, and where European-style wall lamps hung on the walls, casting a dim light.
Ye Chen quickened his pace as he approached the second room. After pausing briefly at the door, he knocked.
