"It has been a year since our last meeting, and it seems that the family head has grown even stronger,"
someone seated below remarked, looking at Liang Zirui from afar and genuinely sighing.
Despite appearing to be nothing more than an elderly man weakened by age,
everyone present knew that this was merely the family head's disguise.
It was just like those who had changed their surnames since childhood to be raised in other families, and then, under the covert operations of the Liang Family, started their own companies.
Their surnames were mere disguises, and among those present, apart from Liang Zirui, not a single person bore the Liang surname.
Yet, all bore the pure blood of the Liang Family.
At ordinary times, Liang Zirui would maintain the guise of frail old age, but when it came to real combat, he would cast off the charade, striking a lethal blow at the moment his enemy showed a weak spot.
Endless patience and forbearance, that was the principle of the Liang Family.
