Lu Yong's Regret

Lu Clan.

Lu Yong sat inside the room, his eyes closed, but his eyelids fluttered from time to time as if he was reminiscing something.

On one side, a beautiful woman in red cheongsam stood with one hand clutching the chair, her gaze fixed on Lu Yong, one could see the concern in her eyes, and on the other side, Lu Yuan stood with his head down, his eyes filled with hatred.

"Was I wrong all this time?" muttered Lu Yong as he slowly opened his eyes and turned to face the woman

The woman's eyes softened, but before she could say anything, a loud weathered voice reverberated in the room.

"No, you were not wrong,"

Shock filled everyone's eyes as they all knelt on the ground with one knee.

"Ancestor,"

A withered, bald old man appeared inside the room, his gaze fixed on the three figures kneeling before him.

"I've been observing you for the past two days and I must say that I'm disappointed."

Lu Yong was shocked, and he raised his head to look at the Old man in front of him.