"Ledger?" Looking at the familiar red ledger under his feet, An Rhys' pupils shrank, and the expression on his face finally lost its composure. He really didn't expect that the account books he had hidden in the secret room would be found by the law enforcement team. Everything recorded here is evidence of his collusion with officials and wealthy businessmen, and of corruption and bribery. He originally intended to keep it for self-defense, to avoid these officials standing by and watching him die when he got into trouble. Unexpectedly, today, his amulet would become a death warrant. The property can be confiscated and the children can deny their ownership, but how can one deny the account book that is filled with one’s notes? An Rhys frowned and sweated profusely. Before he knew it, his back was already soaked. "Lord An Rhys, why are you sweating so much? Is it too hot? How about I ask someone to fan you?" Wang Mang sneered. The evidence c...