Chapter 365: Father and Son!

Late at night, a carriage sped out of South Los.

The coachman shouted, and the wheels rumbled on.

Inside the carriage, however, the atmosphere was heavy and solemn.

Just moments ago, Lisop had told his son that it was with an exchange of twenty percent of the South Town Iron and Coal Mine's profits that he had been able to return safely.

Lisop could see that upon hearing this news, his son felt even more guilty.

But,

That was not what he wanted.

He did not want to see such guilt.

Therefore, the Lord spoke again—

"It's not your fault, my son!

I was careless..."

"No, Father!

It's all my fault!

It was my arrogance and carelessness that caused shame and loss to our family!"

Little Lisop interrupted Lisop's words.

The son of the Lord looked at his father, his fists clenched so tightly that his fingernails dug into his flesh, and fresh blood trickled slowly down his palms.

The old butler beside him immediate took out a handkerchief to bandage the young master.