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Chapter 1530: Gift of Sword Minghong

This time, Guan Zhenming was silent for a long time.

He looked desolate, exuding the aura of twilight, and his straight back was slightly stooped, just like an ordinary old man.

"Although I don't want to admit it, Yutong's death may really have something to do with me."

Guan Zhenming clenched his fists and said in a hoarse voice: "I always wonder, if I hadn't kicked her out of the house that night, she wouldn't have died."

After hearing Guan Zhenming's words, Guan Yuxin burst into tears.

Standing aside, Guan Hongrui and Guan Hongqi also had red eyes and lowered their heads in silence. The huge living room was instantly enveloped in a sad and heavy atmosphere.

"Xiaowu, I don't ask for your understanding or forgiveness. I just hope that you can put yourself in my shoes and think about it from my position at that time."

Guan Zhenming closed his eyes and reopened them after a few seconds: "I am not only your father, but also the head of the Guan family. I carry the weight of the entire family. What can I do? I love you.

, I love your sister too, but compared with the thousand-year inheritance of the Guan family, personal feelings are nothing."

"You keep saying that it's for the entire Guan family, for the reputation and inheritance of the Guan family, but I think you are just doing it for your own status."

Guan Yuxin suddenly wiped away her tears, held up her hands, and left Lin Zhong's arms: "I really will not forgive you, let alone understand you, because you and I are not the same kind of people at all."

"It doesn't matter."

Being so ridiculed by Guan Yuxin, a smile appeared on Guan Zhenming's lips. After all, compared with the previous strangers, at least Guan Yuxin was willing to talk to him: "Each of us has our own path and persistence, and there is no other way but to go on.

As for whether the path chosen is right or wrong, only time can prove it."

"Don't you want to see Weiwei? I promise you."

Guan Yuxin said coldly: "However, I also have a condition."

Guan Zhenming asked calmly: "What conditions?"

"You must find the culprit who caused all this. I want to ask him face to face why he abandoned my sister."

There were still tears on Guan Yuxin's face, but she had completely regained her composure: "In addition, you can't tell Weiwei anything related to that man without my permission."

"Can."

Guan Zhenming agreed without hesitation.

"I don't believe in verbal promises."

Guan Yuxin took out a handkerchief from somewhere, lowered her head and wiped her tears with a very graceful movement: "I want to sign a paper agreement with you in front of Xiao Chong."

"no problem."

Guan Zhenming had no intention of bargaining with Guan Yuxin. He raised his hands and patted them twice.

A few seconds later, two maids in black appeared quietly at the corner of the living room and bowed to Guan Zhenming.

"Get pen and paper ready."

Guan Zhenming casually ordered: "In addition, let the second master know that I have something to discuss."

"Yes, Master."

The two maids in black bowed and left.

Guan Hongqi, who was standing with his hands tied, changed his face slightly, took a step forward, and whispered: "Father, my second uncle has always been very dissatisfied with your actions, so why bother with this?"

"It doesn't matter, I know it well."

Guan Zhenming waved his hand, signaling to Guan Hongqi not to say anything, and said calmly: "Guan Wei is my granddaughter, and I don't want to hear any gossip from other people that would prevent me from meeting her."

"Understood."

A thoughtful look flashed in Guan Hongqi's eyes, and he silently retreated to his original position.

After a short conversation, Lin Zhong and Guan Zhenming sat down again as guests and hosts. A maid in black brought some chairs and placed them under Guan Zhenming's head, providing them to the three brothers Guan Hongrui, Guan Hongqi, and Guan Yuxin who had been standing.

"Your Excellency Lin Zhong, I have prepared a gift for you to thank you for taking care of Xiao Wu and Guan Wei. Please don't dislike it." Guan Zhenming looked at Lin Zhong and smiled.

"No merit will be rewarded for no merit. I appreciate the kindness of the old gentleman, so there is no need for gifts." Lin Zhong bowed and said, neither humble nor arrogant.

"If it weren't for Your Excellency Lin Zhong, I don't know what year and month I would be able to

I can see Xiao Wu and Guan Wei again, so Your Excellency Lin Zhong does not need to belittle yourself."

Guan Zhenming's words were profound. Before Lin Zhong could refuse, he turned to Guan Hongrui and said, "Go and take out that thing from my study."

"Okay, Father."

Guan Hongrui took a deep look at Lin Zhong, stood up and left quickly.

Lin Zhong couldn't stop it, so he had to wait and see what happened.

About two minutes later, Guan Hongrui walked into the living room again, holding a black rectangular wooden box in his hand. It was more than three feet long, seven inches wide and five inches high. It looked light and airy, but when Guan Hongrui held it in his hand, it looked quite heavy.

Hard work.

Guan Hongrui walked towards Guan Zhenming and wanted to hand the wooden box into his hand, but Guan Zhenming raised his hand to stop him: "No need to give it to me, just give it to Mr. Lin Zhong."

"yes."

Guan Hongrui paused, changed direction midway, strode up to Lin Zhong, held out the wooden box with both hands: "Your Excellency, Lin Zhong, this is just a small gift, not a sign of respect, please accept it with a smile."

Lin Zhong sat still.

As the saying goes, eating people's soft lips and taking advantage of others is short-handed. Lin Zhong didn't want to accept the gifts from the Guan family for no reason, because he understood a truth: when you treat others with courtesy, you must ask for something.

Seeing that Lin Zhong still refused to accept it, Guan Hongrui couldn't help but beads of sweat broke out on his forehead, his hand holding the wooden box began to tremble, and he couldn't help but cast a questioning look at Guan Zhenming.

"Your Excellency Lin Zhong, please don't think too much. This gift is nothing compared to your status."

Guan Zhenming saw Lin Zhong's concerns and smiled slightly: "Besides, even if I really want to win you over, I won't just have a gift, so please feel free to accept it. It only represents a little bit of my personal feelings."

"If that's the case, then I feel disrespectful and deserve it."

Lin Zhong thought in his heart and reached out to take the wooden box.

Guan Hongrui breathed a long sigh of relief, lowered his aching arms, turned around and sat down opposite.

Lin Zhong slowly opened the wooden box, and a Tang Heng Dao with a length of about three feet and a straight body suddenly came into view.

This Tang Hengdao has a simple shape, consisting of a body, tangs, and handle. The blade is silver-white and the handle is dark red. Layers of lines cover the blade, neatly arranged like fish scales. It has been forged countless times.

And at the connection between the handle and the blade, there are two ancient seal characters engraved on it: "Ming Hong".

Even with Lin Zhong's sharp eyesight, he had to admit that this was a fine sword that had been tempered for thousands of times.

In terms of sharpness, it may not be as sharp as the Murasame that Hattori Hyōgetsu gave him, but its toughness and durability are far superior to Murasame.

More importantly, this knife was made of unknown metal. Although it was not big in size, it was extremely heavy, which was very suitable for Lin Zhong.

"Red powder is given to beauties, and swords are given to heroes."
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