Lan Shao gritted his teeth fiercely and spat out forcibly, "Yes!"
"I understand. You may leave."
The old man gently shut his eyes and replied dispiritedly.
"I will take care of the matters surrounding Medicine Manor. You can forget about this matter."
"Yes, Father"
Lan Shao finally sighed with relief. He then joined his fist in parting before leaving the chamber.
Just as Lan Shao had turned around, the old man opened his eyes. A wave of disappointment clouded his gaze.
"Lan Shao, you are far too inferior compared to your younger brother. If it had not been for his accidental death and the pressure from those old fogeys in the clan, the position of Master of the Lan family would never have fallen on your shoulders! It's not because I am biased but because I am worried that you would destroy the entire Lan family."
As Lan Shao's father, how could he not understand his own son?
