Chen Changsheng had said nothing the entire time, only quietly listened.
Neither father nor son had any intention of concealing anything from him.
Thus, he had heard many secrets, though these were not secrets of the Tang clan, but secrets in the depths of the hearts of father and son.
He was especially shocked at those final words, but this did not mean that he was completely oblivious to this matter.
In truth, the person that the Tang Second Master so loathed and was disconcerted by had appeared at the old estate three days ago at Chen Changsheng's request.
"Since you knew that he has come, what chance do you still have?" the Tang Old Master asked.
The Tang Second Master restored his composure and indifferently said, "He is not willing to change his surname, so he does not have the right to manage my Tang clan's matters."
The Tang Old Master expressionlessly asked, "And if I let him manage them?"
