In the study of the front hall, Mr. Liang sat next to Yang Zhenshan.
Today, Mr. Liang looked particularly dispirited, as if he had lost all vitality. His expression was dull, his eyes lifeless, sitting silently beside Yang Zhenshan without uttering a word for a long time.
Yang Zhenshan knew the reason for his condition.
The Jing'an Liang family had been accused and sentenced for treason, resulting in the execution and confiscation of the entire family.
For this outcome, Yang Zhenshan had been prepared, and so had Lv Hua; otherwise, he wouldn't have sent Yang Zhenshan a pardon decree.
Mr. Liang's family was fortunate to escape, but the Liang family was destined for destruction.
Although Mr. Liang disliked the Liang family, it was after all the family that raised him, and he had hoped to return gloriously one day.
But now?
He would never have the chance to return to the Liang family.
"Ah, try to let it go, if anyone is to blame, it's Liang Rong!" Yang Zhenshan consoled.
