Under the veil of night, the manor was serene.
Zi Di slowly pushed open the room door and entered.
She lit the candle.
The study remained the same as it ever was, hardly any different from her memory.
The room wasn't large, but the lighting was excellent. In daytime, sunlight would pour through the glass, brightening the whole area.
The furnishings in the study were minimal, no paintings hanging on the walls, only a massive map of the Continent where her father had marked numerous red and blue symbols.
Whenever Purple Vine Chamber of Commerce expanded to a new location, he would update this map accordingly.
Zi Di stood in front of the vast map, pausing.
Childhood memories came flooding back.
When she was very young, whenever her father achieved something, he would joyfully invite her mother to view the map and report on the progress of the Guild.
Her mother would often tease him, saying he was like a child.