Grandpa Lu handed a gray handkerchief to Lu Zhiyuan, "Wipe away your tears, you're a grown man. Better to know the truth now than to be kept in the dark until death."
"It's a pity that Bai Yuzhi is dead!" Lu Zhiyuan said through gritted teeth.
Even if it was for revenge, the murderer could no longer be found.
But it didn't matter, the Bai Family was still there, and the Bai Family enterprises, which started with the Lu Family's wealth, were still in operation.
Bai Yuzhi had hoped his legacy would last for thousands of generations, hadn't he? He would make sure the Bai Family enterprises wouldn't stay rich for more than three generations.
Grandpa Lu asked, "Are you sure it was Bai Yuzhi who committed the murder and robbery? Don't make a mistake again. Like me, I grew up with Bai Yuzhi. We were both supported by your grandfather, yet I can't be sure he was the culprit behind your parents' deaths."
