"So you dared to take it upon yourself to blow up Steven? Do you know that the Luo family's virus base is located within his sphere of influence and still needs his protection? He is still very useful to us."
Without Steven, the entire Low family would have been easily apprehended by the police.
Grandpa Luo stood up, leaning on his cane, trembling with anger.
He was not angry that Luo Xiu betrayed him for a woman, but that he had not thought things through and almost ruined the Luo family's grand plan.
"Father, you don't need to worry about that. Over the past few years, the people at the experimental base have gradually been replaced by my own people. Steven's men now make up less than 30% of the workforce. His death will not have a significant impact on the Luo family."
"Really? But he also possesses all the evidence of his collusion with the Luo family over the years, including arms smuggling, illegal transactions, and virus experiments, etc..."
“Once we control the whole world, even if the police get this evidence, it will be useless. Those who disobey will all die.” Luo Xiu’s eyes were filled with a crazed, bloodthirsty rage.
Old Master Luo snorted coldly, "Xiu'er, I don't blame you for having the ambition to seize power from me."
Which member of the Luo family doesn't have ambition?
It's perfectly normal for them to kill each other.
Even if you were to personally send me, your father, on my way one day, I wouldn't be surprised.
But don't forget that a thousand-mile dike can be destroyed by an ant hole; those who aspire to great things must never be careless.
Luo Xiu stared wide-eyed in shock.
He was determined to bring down the old man, and even considered killing his father.
Now, however, he has once again been given a lesson by his father.
This lesson made him feel ashamed of his own shortcomings and was a revelation.
"Father, I'm sorry, I was wrong, I've let you down."
Luo Xiu knelt down in front of Old Master Luo with a thud, apologizing for his lack of consideration.
The hall was silent. After he calmed down, the old man spoke: "You caused this trouble, so you have to take responsibility. Later, you will announce to the public that I am seriously ill, and you will take over all the affairs of the Luo family."
As for Steven, if he were still alive, he would definitely come back to demand an explanation from me.
Why don't you play along and say that I've been placed under house arrest, that you hold all the real power in the Luo family, that I orchestrated the explosion, and that you'll avenge him?
In order to maintain a good relationship with him, I will marry Yan'er to him as scheduled..."
The old man seemed to be personally handing Luo Xiu an open-book answer.
Luo Xiu, kneeling on the ground, looked surprised. His thin lips parted slightly, and his heart was churning like a raging sea.
He always thought that the old man had never favored him, but that he was just exceptionally capable and thus accepted by the old man.
Now he truly understands that sentence.
Parents who love their children plan far ahead for them.
"Dad..." Luo Xiu called out to him in a hoarse voice, tears glistening in his eyes.
From childhood to adulthood, he never dared to hope for fatherly love, whether he was wandering outside or after returning to the Luo family.
He walked on thin ice every day, forcing himself to compete, fight, and struggle, just hoping to gain Old Master Luo's approval.
Grandpa Luo looked at him seriously: "Can the children of the Luo family shed tears so easily? I did all this because you are my son. You suffered some hardships when you were young, and I was unable to take care of you. Yet you are more ambitious and capable than any of the children of the Luo family."
The Luo family needs someone like you to succeed the eldest son. I will eventually grow old and die, and my ambitions also need someone to inherit them.
Instead of fighting to the death between us, father and son, let's save our time and take care of those trivial matters outside.
"Father's words are wise, Xiu'er will keep them in mind." Luo Xiu lowered his head, more obedient than ever before.
"This is also a test for you. The Luo family holds great power. Whether you can handle it depends on yourself." The old man looked at Luo Xiu solemnly, his expectations for him written all over his face.
Luo Xiu said, "I will definitely not let my father down."
"Alright, now that I've handed the entire Luo family over to you, I should go out and relax, maybe take a trip."
The old man, leaning on his cane, got up from the sofa; his hunched back made him look several years older.
Luo Xiu stood up and tried to support the old man's arm: "Dad, I'll send someone to accompany you and plan a few travel routes for you. I guarantee you'll have a great time."
"No need, you should focus on your important business." The old man pushed him away and went straight back into the house.
Luo Xiu turned his gaze away from the old man's back, glanced at the scar on his hand, and sighed, "The self-inflicted injury plot was a waste."
His assistant, Eisen, whispered into his earpiece, "Mr. Luo, are you really not going to touch the old man?"
As Luo Xiu's special assistant who had always been by his side, he could tell that Luo Xiu had murderous intentions tonight.
Faced with Eisen's question, Luo Xiu curled his lips: "Zhizhi once said that people should be kind. Besides, he is my biological father. He is my only father. Moreover, I have already gotten what I wanted without lifting a finger."
Once the charge of patricide is exposed, it will also affect his absolute control over the Luo family.
"Find a few people to protect the old man properly," Luo Xiu instructed Aisen.
It's called protection, but it's actually surveillance.
The Luo family was incredibly cunning, and he couldn't be 100% sure how much of the old man's deep-seated schemes were genuine, how much were feigned, or whether he was just playing along to save his own life.
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A mountaintop in the dead of night.
Several people were gathered in front of the small mound.
The car behind us was still running, its headlights illuminating the tombstone carved on the wooden plank.
Sitting in a wheelchair, Shen Jinmo wore a black coat, seemingly blending into the night.
Lu Anyu, standing to the side, was holding a pile of snacks and toys.
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