Baili Xia's hand clenched tightly into a fist and pounded the ground.
Even the soft grass was punched into a small pit.
So much time has passed, yet there's been no progress regarding Grandpa's matter.
Today, the truth finally came to light, and the counterattack is finally set in motion.
Baili Xia lay on the ground, unwilling to get up for a long time.
Now, there's really a need to calm down.
She doesn't want to affect anyone or make anyone worry about her, but she really can't help it...
Suddenly, a large hand fell on her shoulder and gently patted.
Baili Xia lifted her head slightly and glanced back.
What she saw was the face devoid of any color, hidden beneath a mask, yet worry could be seen in those deep eyes.
"Wu Ming..."
Baili Xia called softly and sat up, supporting herself with her hands.
Wu Ming sat beside her, looking at her calmly.
"Do you know? I finally know the reason grandpa was killed."
Like being suppressed for too long, unable to find an outlet.
