Under One Person: The End of Technique, Company Building

Footsteps came from the corridor.

The door to the reception room was pushed open, and Ma Hong led Lü Liang in.

Lu Liang's hands were still cuffed, and the Qi was sealed by the Biyuan Needle, making him look even more listless than before.

But when he saw that only Zhuge Qi and a few company people were left in the reception room, and that he did not see Lü Ci, he visibly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Have a seat," Zhuge Qi said, pointing to the chair opposite him.

Lu Liang hesitated for a moment, then sat down.

"Your great-grandfather has already agreed to my conditions." Zhuge Qi picked up his teacup, took a sip, and said, "Now, it's time to talk about your matter. As agreed, we will hand you over to the Lü family soon."

Lü Liang's body visibly stiffened.

"I'll give you a chance." Zhuge Qi put down his teacup, looking calmly at Lü Liang. "While you're still here, I can act as a witness for you, allowing you to confront your great-grandfather and clarify what happened back then: Did you really kill Lü Huan?"

Lü Liang suddenly raised his head, his eyes filled with shock.

He didn't expect Zhuge Qi to bring this up at this time.

"I..." His voice was a little tight, "I didn't kill Xiao Huan."

"Then explain yourself." Zhuge Qi leaned back on the sofa, crossed his legs, and said, "Why does everyone think you killed him?"

Lü Liang's lips trembled a few times before he finally took a deep breath and began to speak.

The door to the reception room was suddenly pushed open.

Having finished discussing the matter, Lü Ci strode in.

Lu Liang's words came to an abrupt halt, and he froze in his chair as if he had been electrocuted.

Lü Zhong stood expressionless at the door, following behind his father.

The atmosphere in the reception room instantly plummeted to freezing point.

Lü Ci walked up to Lü Liang and looked down at him.

"Go on," he said in a deep voice, carrying a chilling pressure. "You wanted to explain, didn't you? Explain it to me."

Lü Liang's lips trembled several times, but he couldn't utter a single word.

"Speak!" Lu Ci's voice suddenly rose, like a thunderclap exploding in the reception room.

Lu Liang knelt down on the ground with a thud, his head almost touching the ground.

"Grandpa... I really didn't kill Xiao Huan..." His voice trembled with tears, "I really didn't..."

"No?" Lü Ci sneered. "Then why did you run away?"

"I...I'm scared..." Lü Liang's voice trailed off, "I'm scared you won't believe me..."

"Scared?" Lü Ci squatted down, grabbed Lü Liang's hair, and lifted his face up. "You're afraid we won't believe you, so you didn't explain? You just ran away?"

Lu Liang's tears finally fell, sliding down his cheeks and dripping onto the floor.

"Grandpa...I..."

"What?!" Lü Ci released his grip, stood up, and looked down at his kneeling great-grandson. "Do you know what it means that you ran away?"

Lü Liang lowered his head, not daring to speak.

"That means you're admitting it," Lü Ci's voice was as cold as ice. "It means everyone thinks you killed him, and you don't even dare to explain. You say you didn't kill him, who will believe you?"

Lu Liang's body began to tremble violently. "I...I had no choice in the matter. Nobody believes me."

"You say you're afraid, you say you have no choice in the matter." Lu Ci's voice carried an indescribable disappointment. "Then let me ask you, how many forces in the world can vouch for you and are strong enough to speak with the Lu family?"

Lü Liang was speechless.

"The Celestial Master's Mansion, with the Celestial Master's word, how dare I, Lü Ci, disrespect him?" Lü Ci's voice grew louder and louder. "The Lu family, although I don't get along with that old bastard Lu Jin, I admire his character. If he's willing to vouch for you, I, Lü Ci, will have to give him some face. As for the Jianghu Inn, Mu You is also an honest man. If he wants to talk to me, I won't ignore him."

He crouched down, his eyes fixed intently on Lü Liang.

Have you been to these places?

Lü Liang shook his head, tears falling onto the floor in a steady stream.

"You didn't." Lü Ci's voice was as cold as a knife. "You went to Quanxing, an organization without any bottom line, a quagmire where a bunch of lunatics gather."

He stood up, his back to Lü Liang.

"You say you have no choice, you say you have nowhere to turn." His voice carried an indescribable weariness. "But in my opinion, you're not just desperate, you never even considered taking any other path."

"Quanxing is great, no need to explain, no need to take responsibility, you can do whatever you want." Lü Ci turned around and looked at Lü Liang coldly, "You chose Quanxing not because you had no other choice, but because you are this kind of person."

Lu Liang's body jolted violently, as if he had been struck in the chest by a heavy hammer.

"A truly innocent person's first reaction isn't to run, but to find a way to prove their innocence." Lü Ci's voice wasn't loud, but every word was like a knife, precisely piercing the most hidden corner of Lü Liang's heart. "And you, your first reaction was to run, your second reaction was to find Quanxing. Have you ever thought about why you wanted to find Quanxing?"

Lü Liang opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.

"Because you've wanted to go for a long time." Lü Ci's voice was as cold as ice. "Xiao Huan's matter was just an excuse for you, an excuse for you to leave the Lü family and join Quanxing with a clear conscience."

Lu Liang's tears flowed even more fiercely, but he couldn't utter a single word.

Because he knew that his grandfather was right.

He had indeed been curious about the Quanxing sect for a long time.

Those legendary, free-spirited, and unrestrained extraordinary people, those lives where they could do whatever they wanted, were what he had always longed for.

Xiao Huan's death did indeed give him a reason to leave.

A reason that is "not in control of one's own destiny".

Lu Ci looked at his great-grandson kneeling on the ground with a complicated expression.

There was anger, there was disappointment, but more than anything, there was something indescribable.

"Fine." He sighed and turned around. "I'll give you two options now. First, stay with the company and let them deal with you. I trust the company will act impartially."

Zhuge Qi put down his teacup and stood up.

"That's for sure. The company has a record of everything Lü Liang has done during his years at Quanxing. He's not guilty of anything punishable by death, but he definitely needs to be reformed. The company won't let emotions get in the way."

Lu Ci was silent for two seconds, then turned around and looked at Lu Liang kneeling on the ground.

"You heard that too." His voice returned to calm. "Stay at the company and accept the consequences. Whatever happens, happens. You can choose that path. The second option is to come back to the Lü family with me. As for how your family will treat you, that's up to you to decide."

Lü Liang raised his head, his eyes filled with an indescribable fear.

Back to the Lü family...

What will the old man do to him?

he does not know.

But he knew that the Lu family's rules were much stricter than the company's regulations.

silence.

A long silence.

Lü Liang knelt on the ground, head bowed, tears falling drop by drop onto the floor.

His mind was in complete chaos.

Lü Liang closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Then, he looked up at Lü Ci's back.

"Grandpa," his voice was hoarse but firm, "I'll go back with you."