Tu Yilong reflected on the first half of his life and suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of melancholy.
Since his birth by his mother, and from the moment he became aware, he was constantly addressed as the Third Young Master. Everyone treated him with the utmost respect, and he enjoyed endless glory and wealth.
However, at the same time, a multitude of beliefs were forcibly instilled within him: The interest of the clan above all else!
A Tu family member in life, a ghost of the Tu family in death!
When one's personal life and property are in conflict with the interests of the family, the family interests must always take precedence!
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These principles, as if innate, buzzed in his ears now and then, leading him to gradually consider these beliefs the sole guidelines for his actions.
He had never doubted whether these guidelines were correct or not. It seemed that they were just inherently right.