Forging Armor (Part One)

"Yun Lian, Yuqun!" The moment Lin Zhen entered, he was filled with anxiety, his face heavy with guilt.

Seeing the two girls standing alone in the center of the side hall, surrounded by everyone, his eyes reddened as well.

"Lin Zhen, you still have the nerve to call me Sister Yun Lian?!" Zhao Yuqun shouted furiously. "When you left us behind and ran off by yourself, did you ever think this day would come?!"

Lin Zhen glanced at Lin Xin seated in the hall, then at the others. Most of them were his elders, old residents of the manor, and many had unconcealed dissatisfaction in their eyes.

"It was my negligence."

"You think one sentence of 'negligence' settles everything?" Ou Yinghong was deeply displeased with him. His attitude toward women struck a chord with her more than anything else.

Yet Lin Zhen's expression did not change.

"Red Sister is right. Your son knows he was wrong."

"If you know you are wrong, then correct it. Do not keep making the same mistakes after repeated instruction." Ou Yinghong said bluntly, "You are the manor's Fan Young Master. Do you know what kind of impact this reputation will have once word gets out?"

Lin Zhen said nothing more and looked toward Lin Xin, seated in the place of honor.

"Father, your son knows he was wrong."

Lin Xin had a headache as well. This brat had silently gone out and somehow given him two more grandchildren. Thinking of it left him rather helpless.

"Will you handle this yourself, or do you need me to handle it for you?" He did not ask about the twists and turns in between, merely spoke directly.

"Your son will naturally settle everything properly."

"The two children are my grandchildren by blood as well. So no matter