Lu Sheng gazed calmly at the photograph of Lu Ning.
"He really hadn't changed at all. But what choice would you make in the end?"
"Forgive me for speaking plainly, my lord, but wasn't this choice of yours a little too cruel for him?" Nesseran asked with a faintly bitter smile from the side.
"It would have been enough to let him acknowledge you. Yet you insisted that Young Master Ning choose between you and the Zhou Family, and that he would never again be allowed to contact his family here afterward. That's..."
"I merely wanted to see how important the Zhou Family truly was to him," Lu Sheng said mildly. He picked up the tea beside him and took a light sip.
"Ning Er is too young. He had experienced far too few partings of life and death, and had already forgotten the cruelty of war. Though this is only a simple test, sometimes a test may not remain merely a test." Lu Sheng's voice was calm.
Nesseran placed great importance on familial affection, because it was precisely what he lacked, what he longed for.
Though his father was a Grand Duke and his siblings were all still alive, he had never once experienced genuine familial affection.
That pure feeling filled him with incomparable envy.
"So you wanted to take this opportunity to see what Young Master Ning truly thought?" Nesseran asked quietly.
Lu Sheng did not answer. He set down both the teacup and the photograph.
"Have you gathered the files and background information on those people who caused trouble before?" he suddenly asked.
"The organization has already sent them over." Nesseran tapped with his index finger. At once, a point of silver light exploded between them, rapidly forming a pale silver, translucent screen.
Information and background details