Brocade Workshop, in a private room in the back.
Yang Chongren's hands trembled slightly as he respectfully slid a Purple Sandalwood Box across the table toward the old man opposite him.
"Elder Jia, my Yang Family has been sourcing goods from the workshop for over a decade. We have never been short a single silver coin, nor have we ever broken the rules."
Yang Chongren's voice was hoarse and his eyes were bloodshot. He humbled himself completely. "But now the workshop is planning to transfer our entire supply share to the Qian Family... You've watched the Yang Family get to where we are today. This is tantamount to cutting off our entire family's livelihood!"
But Jia Cheng kept his eyes closed, showing no reaction.
Yang Chongren grit his teeth, having made a decision in his heart. With a THUD, he knelt on the floor and wailed, "Elder Jia! Chongren knows you're in a difficult position, but right now, you are the only one who can save the Yang Family!"
