Chapter 565 - Ming Zhi Yi

The table fell silent.

Lu Yin Ze's silver-blue eyes went wide. His breathing momentarily stopped. The old people at the table greeted the tall man back, however, their voices were muted to him. Everything was blurred, except for the tall man in the dark suit. Even the background noises were swallowed, as Lu Yin Ze could not hear a thing.

How could...how could this man be here?

The tall man sensed his eyes and turned to look at him.

The dark eyes... coincided with the cold-blooded eyes of the person back then who held the gun and killed everyone mercilessly.

How...

Why was he here?

Was he... going to kill everyone again?

The tall man smiled at him.

"It's been a long time, my dear son." He smiled gently at Lu Yin Ze, his face appearing warm and gentle.

Like he was very happy to see him. Like how a father would look at his dear son.

But those warm eyes made Lu Yin Ze shudder. He was once deceived by this pair of eyes

He seemed to hear the familiar voice again, but furious and cold.

'What do you know? Where did your mother hide 'that' thing?!'

A pair of murderous eyes looked at him as he strangled him in the middle of his sleep, waking him up.

Lu Yin Ze was very young back then. He was terrified of what he had witnessed, terrified of the very hand that murdered those people and was gripping tightly at his neck.

In the whole week after that incident, this man would regularly come to his room in the middle of the night to either interrogate him coldly or strangle him as if venting out.

Lu Yin Ze felt his heart race as the familiar anxiety and terror began to rise in him. He needed to calm down. Those were things of the past. He could do this.

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He could overcome his terror for this man.

Old Lu slapped the table loudly.

Thud!

This made Lu Yin Ze jolt out from his breathlessness. He swept his eyes away from the man and turned to look at his grandfather with half gratefulness and half worry. He began to calm down.

Old Lu looked at Ming Zhi Yi with cold eyes. "How dare you walk up to me and greet me as if you have the right! I am not your father." As he spoke, he glanced worriedly at his grandson.

If his grandson was not here, Old Lu would have spoken more curses to this man. But he did not want this poisonous man's presence to stay any longer around his grandson.

As expected, his traumatized grandson was pale.

Old Lu was afraid that Lu Yin Ze would collapse like before. He knew that his grandson had not yet fully recovered from the decade of trauma and captivity. His grandson would be the future heir of the Lu family. Old Lu at least needed to save his grandson's face and not allow him to collapse in front of the other heads.

The old man stood up.

"Mistress Tang, my grandson and I need to rest. I feel unwell all of the sudden. Unfortunately, I cannot wait for your granddaughter's final piece."

"It's alright, I understand." Mistress Tang stood up. "I'll walk you there."

However before Old Lu could take a step, Ming Zhi Yi's lively tone came again.

"Father, don't be like this. I had been a Lu for many years. I am still Fan Rong's former husband."

Old Lu's eyes became red and he furiously glared at the man. "You! Don't you dare speak of her name!"

Old Lu's sudden outburst made the other people nearby to look at them in surprise.

Ming Zhi Yi bowed humbly as if he was admitting that he had done something wrong. "I apologize if it offended you. I meant well. I just came to you because I wanted to see how my father, no, how the headmaster of the Lu family is faring."

He sounded sincere and polite.

Everyone else except from those who knew his deeply black bones would think that the man truly meant well.

Old Lu narrowed his eyes. What was this evil man playing at?

Ming Zhi Yi took a step forward.

"I sincerely want to greet the headmasters, and also," he glanced at Mistress Tang and put on a warm smile. "To exchange a few words with you and Mistress Tang."

"Drop your pretentious act! If you want to talk then talk here right now. Don't use filial piety as an excuse. It's disgusting."

Ming Zhi Yi sighed and bowed humbly, as if accepting Old Lu's words. He then took a few more steps towards Mistress Tang and Old Lu, smiling at them warmly.

His gaze landed at Mistress Tang first meaningfully. "It is my responsibility as the junior to attend here and greet you, my elders. I cannot ignore the invitation of an elder, you see. I really wonder what Mistress Tang meant when you invited me, despite knowing that my father will be attending as well. He clearly still hates me."

'You invited me here with a clear purpose, didn't you? There is no way you don't know that Old Lu hates me to the core, as much as I hate him.'

Then he gazed at Old Lu, who was frowning at him hatefully.

"However, this made me think that perhaps, Mistress Tang wants to reconnect us again, father? This is why I decided to gather my courage and came here, to greet you. After all, we are in the same place. It will be unfilial of me if I act like I did not see you. Alas, I did not know that after a long time... you still don't like my presence. I'm sorry if I accidentally offended you, I truly did not mean it, I hope you won't take it against me."

The people around were mere bystanders who simply watched the entertaining scenery, but they also began to silently murmur to themselves.

In a way, this man was right, it was very strange for Mistress Tang to invite Old Lu's ex-son-in-law.

Did Mistress Tang purposely did it to shame Old Lu?