"Forget it, let's leave it at that. Arguing over such trivial matters at the funeral doesn't make any sense."
Mu Xuri waved his hand, not wanting to stir up further trouble.
"Those who should pay respects, hurry up and do so. If there's nothing else, head back."
Mu Xuri was finding himself an exit; it seemed like the matter should be pretty much resolved here.
But by saying this, others could probably guess that Ning Anran did indeed say things that wronged Baili Xia.
"Wait..." a clear voice called out.
Everyone looked at Baili Xia; she didn't seem too pleased with this outcome.
Mu Xuri gave her a cold glance: "What more do you want?"
"What more do I want? I've been wronged, can we simply let it go like this?"
Baili Xia's gaze fell on Ning Anran, since she still intended to cause trouble, it was time to give her a thorough lesson.
"Uncle, I didn't..." Ning Anran panicked, wanting to explain immediately.
Mu Xuri furrowed his brows, raising his hand to stop her.
