Lu Qin remained silent.
Things had already reached this point. Even if they understood now, what use would it be?
Would the ministers believe them? Would they let them explain?
Sima Shi was already dead. Even if they knew he had done it, what could they do?
Vent their anger over his crimes on Sima Zhao? Did they truly think the Sima Family's power counted for nothing?
Lu Qin let out a long sigh.
"Father... please stop talking about these things. What should we do next?"
"Leave."
Lu Yu answered without hesitation, "Leave Luoyang and return to our hometown."
"You must resign, and so must your younger brother."
"We cannot stay any longer. We will give up our offices and titles and return home."
"When my father and elder brothers died, I did not let the Lu Family perish... and I certainly will not now."
Gritting his teeth, Lu Yu struggled to sit up.
When the situation had been favorable and everything had sailed smoothly with the current and the wind, Lu Yu had done many baffling things. Yet when he fell into desolation again and had nothing left, he suddenly regained his clarity.
He looked at his son beside him, a trace of self-reproach in his eyes.
Lu Yu had always felt that his son's abilities surpassed his own.
Though he never said it, he had always been very proud of this son.
In this son of his, he could always see a shadow of his father as he had once been.
Compared with Lu Yu, Lu Qin had less ambition for fame and office, and less selfishness.
Lu Qin was broad-minded and cared little for fame or office. Fairness always came first in his dealings, and he often used his salary to help others. He did not seek