This time, Guan Zhenming was silent for a long time.

His expression was desolate, his whole body exuded a dusk aura, and his straight back was vaguely hunched, like an ordinary old man.

"Although I don't want to admit it, Yutong's death may really have something to do with me."

Guan Zhenming clenched his fists and said hoarsely: "I always wonder if she wouldn't die if I didn't expel her from the house that night."

Hearing Guan Zhenming's words, Guan Yuxin burst into tears.

Guan Hongrui, who was standing beside him, also had red eyes and lowered his head without saying a word. The huge living room was instantly covered by a sad and heavy atmosphere.

"Xiao Wu, I don't ask for your understanding and forgiveness. I just hope you can put yourself in your shoes and think about it from my position at that time."

Guan Zhenming closed his eyes and opened it again after a few seconds: "I am not only your father, but also the head of the Guan family. On me, it carries the weight of the entire family. What can I do? I love you and your sister, but compared with the thousand-year inheritance of the Guan family, my personal feelings are not worth mentioning."

"You keep saying that it is for the entire Guan family, for the reputation and inheritance of the Guan family, but I think you are just for your own status."

Guan Yuxin suddenly wiped her tears, supported her hands and left Lin Chong's arms: "I really won't forgive you, and I don't want to understand you, because you and I are not the same type of people at all."

"It doesn't matter."

When Guan Yuxin was so sarcastic, a smile appeared on the corner of Guan Zhenming's mouth. After all, compared with the previous treats as strangers, at least Guan Yuxin was willing to talk to him: "Each of us has our own path and persistence, and there is no other way except to continue. As for whether the path we choose is right or wrong, we can only prove it to time."

"Don't you want to see Vivi? I promise you."

Guan Yuxin said coldly: "But I have a condition, too."

Guan Zhenming asked calmly: "What conditions?"

"You must find the culprit who caused all this, and I will ask him in person why he abandoned his sister."

There were still tears on Guan Yuxin's face, but her whole body had completely recovered from calmness: "In addition, without my permission, you can't tell Vivi anything related to that man."

"Can."

Guan Zhenming agreed without hesitation.

“I don’t believe in verbal commitment.”

Guan Yuxin took out a handkerchief from somewhere, lowered her head to wipe her tears, and her movements were very elegant: "I want to sign a paper agreement with you in front of Xiaozhong."

"no problem."

Guan Zhenming had no intention of bargaining with Guan Yuxin. He raised his hands and patted them twice.

A few seconds later, two maids in black appeared quietly at the corner of the living room and bent down to salute Guan Zhenming.

“Prepare paper and pen.”

Guan Zhenming casually ordered: "In addition, let me notify the second master and say I have something to discuss."

“Yes, the head of the family.”

The two maids in black bowed and retreated.

Guan Hongqi, who was originally standing with his hands, changed his face slightly, took a step forward, and whispered: "Father, Er uncle has always had a lot of opinions on your approach, why bother to make trouble?"

"It's okay, I know it."

Guan Zhen waved his hand clearly, signaling Guan Hongqi not to say much, and said lightly: "Guan Wei is my granddaughter. I don't want to hear any rumors from others that prevent me from meeting her."

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"......Understood."

A thoughtful look flashed in Guan Hongqi's eyes and silently retreated back to his original position.

After a brief conversation, Lin Chong and Guan Zhenming took the seat again. A maid in black brought a few chairs and placed them at the bottom of Guan Zhenming, providing them to Guan Hongrui, Guan Hongqi and Guan Yuxin who had been standing.

"Hisser Lin Chong, I have prepared a gift for you to thank you for your care for Xiao Wu and Guan Wei. Please don't dislike him." Guan Zhenming looked at Lin Chong and smiled.

"I will not receive any reward without merit. I will appreciate the good intentions of the old man, so there is no need for gifts." Lin Chong owed his body and said neither humble nor arrogantly.

"If it weren't for You, I would have seen Xiaowu and Guan Wei again, so You don't need to underestimate yourself."

Guan Zhenming's words were meaningful. Before Lin Chong could refuse, he turned to Guan Hongrui and said, "Go and take out the thing in my study."

"Okay, father."

Guan Hongrui looked at Lin Chong deeply, got up and walked away quickly.

Lin Chong couldn't stop him enough, so he had to wait and see what happened.

About two minutes later, Guan Hongrui walked into the living room again, holding a black rectangular wooden box in his hand, which was more than three feet long, seven inches wide and five inches high, and looked light and fluttering. However, Guan Hongrui held it in his hand and seemed quite difficult.

Guan Hongrui walked towards Guan Zhenming and wanted to hand over the wooden box to him, but Guan Zhenming raised his hand to stop him: "Don't give it to me, just give it to him Lin Chong."

"......yes."

Guan Hongrui paused, changed direction halfway, walked to Lin Chong, and handed out the wooden box with both hands: "Your Excellency Lin Chong, you are so gentle and not respectful, please accept it."

Lin Chong sat down and didn't move.

As the saying goes, "People are soft-hearted and have short-handed people. Lin Chong does not want to accept the Guan family's gifts for no reason, because he understands one truth: if you give rituals to others, you will have something to ask for.

Seeing that Lin Chong had not accepted it for a long time, Guan Hongrui could not help but sweat beads oozing from his forehead. His hands holding the wooden box began to tremble, and he couldn't help but look at Guan Zhenming for consultation.

"Your Excellency Lin Chong, please don't think too much. This gift is insignificant compared to your identity."

Guan Zhenming saw Lin Chong's concerns and smiled slightly: "Besides, even if you really want to win over you, there will be no only one gift, so please accept it with confidence. It only represents my own wish."

"Since that's the case, I'm disrespectful and feel guilty."

Lin Zhongxin turned around and reached out to take the wooden box.

Guan Hongrui breathed a sigh of relief, lowered his achesy arm, turned around and returned to sit opposite him.

Lin Zhong slowly opened the wooden box, and a straight Tang Heng knife that was about three feet long and immediately caught his eye.

This Tang horizontal sword is simple in shape and consists of three parts: body, slit and handle. The blade body is silver-white and the handle is dark red. Layered patterns cover the blade body, arranged neatly, like fish scales, and countless times have been forged.

At the connection between the handle and the blade, there are two ancient seal scripts: "Minghong".

Even with Lin Chong's eyesight, I have to admit that this is a good knife that has been tempered for thousands of times.

In terms of sharpness, it may not be as good as the Murachi that Hattori gave him, but its toughness and durability are far above Murachi.

More importantly, I don’t know what metal this knife is made of. It is not big, but it is extremely heavy, which is very popular for Lin Chong’s appetite.

"The red pink gives the beauty, and the precious sword gives the hero."
Chapter completed!