Lu Xing was much calmer, even wearing a gentle smile on his face. Before leaving, he respectfully bowed to both Lu Qing and Old Sir Lu:
"My apologies for the disturbance."
He didn't say an extra word, as if this entire farce had nothing to do with him.
After the two left, Old Sir Lu's expression turned a bit sorrowful:
"How did I end up with such an ungrateful son? Back then, if it weren't for you, the Lu Family would have already crumbled. And now? He actually has the audacity to show up here, and judging from what he's saying, he wants to fight over the inheritance!
Fighting for inheritance with one's own son—what a joke it would be if this got out!"
Lu Qing stepped forward, raising his hand to gently pat him: "Grandpa, don't get angry. It's not worth it."
