"No way." Qing Jian shook his head sadly, "This is my life's goal. A father's killer is irreconcilable!"
This answer was also unexpected for Bai Xiao and Ye Huang.
If it were them, they couldn't let go of the murder of a father either. She had just gone through this pain, and if she saw Qiao Ming's killer now, she must avenge him.
Putting themselves in his shoes, they couldn't demand Qing Jian to do otherwise.
"Sister Bai, I'm sorry... I really can't let it go. Our entire clan remembers this hatred. My mom, because my dad died, developed depression, and to this day, her health is poor, often bedridden. Qing Ling... she also got autism from seeing dad's tragic death."
Qing Jian choked up, his thin shoulders shaking with restraint.
Bai Xiao's heart tightened, not expecting that Qing Ling got autism because of this. Qing Ling was such a lovely child, the Little Princess of the Qing Family. She should have had a complete family, a healthy future, but...
