Old Master Lin looked at Lin Lang in disappointment. He sighed and shook his head without saying a word.
He turned his head aside, covered his mouth with a handkerchief, and coughed twice. The butler stepped forward to rub his back.
Lin Lang's foot shifted, but in the end, he did not take a single step.
Old Master Lin's gaze was calm. He neither rebuked him nor immediately told him to go clear his head before the ancestors.
Yet that one indifferent look stirred up every grievance in Lin Lang's heart.
But at this moment, Lin Lang had no choice but to swallow the anger in his chest.
"Dad," he called softly.
Old Master Lin raised a hand to stop him. "There's no need to make excuses."
With that one sentence, he had directly passed judgment on Lin Lang.
"According to the Lin Household's rules, you know what to do."
Lin Lang said quietly, "Use my personal assets to cover this loss."
Old Master Lin nodded. "From now on, you will receive only the minimum living allowance."
Lin Lang stood where he was for a while. Old Master Lin did not urge him. Only after Lin Lang silently nodded did Old Master Lin continue, "I'll arrange a meeting with the people from the bank. I hope this old face of mine still carries some weight."
Lin Lang lowered his head. "I'm sorry, Dad."
Old Master Lin would not forget what Lin Lang had done over the past few years just because he was acting weak for the moment, not after reading the documents Lin Shi had handed him from Lin Corporation.
If Lin Lang had been given another two or three years, would he have emptied out Lin Corporation and turned it into his own personal property?
Of course, Old