His voice broke completely with the weight of his humiliation.
How could he let anyone know he'd been brought so low?
His chest heaved heavily, each breath labored and painful.
Decades of carefully cultivated power, gone in a single night. And he couldn't fight Mu Yunchen. He had no recourse, no allies powerful enough.
He couldn't do anything.
"Gather all our hidden assets. Liquidate what you must, immediately." He slammed his palm on the table with what little strength remained. Fresh tears splashed onto the back of his withered hand. "We may have lost the Conglomerate, but the Tang bloodline will not starve like dogs!"
He was determined to save whatever scraps of dignity remained for the family name.
He turned his hollow, red-rimmed eyes to his remaining kin. Their faces were pale as death, lips bitten raw with terror.
