"Because we were worried those people would sneak over again, the authorities sent people to spend time and effort changing the surrounding terrain."
"After years of gradual changes, without a map, finding the entrance to that emperor's tomb is like searching for a needle in a haystack."
"And back then, the ones coordinating this task were the Allison Family's patriarch and your grandfather."
"So, what your grandfather was keeping was exactly the map that can accurately locate the entrance to the emperor's tomb."
Mr. Newman stopped, took a sip of tea, exhaled a long breath, and continued.
"Originally thought this matter was settled, but then those damned people returned, bribing, assassinating...causing the leadership to almost collapse. The iron plaque in your hand was stolen back then."
"Luckily, the Quinn Family managed to hold the fort and expel those damned people, and devised a plan to severely weaken them."
