After saying those words, Yue Rujing cursed Zhu Haisheng's ancestors for eighteen generations in his heart; he was truly devious.
This tactic was ruthless, claiming in front of so many people that the marriage between the two families had soured, leading to suicide as the solution.
The things hidden within the walls were now destroyed, and he and his senior brother couldn't explain it all even if their bodies were covered in mouths.
Not knowing how to even begin.
Years ago, when he fought against Yu Jizi, it was a straightforward battle; he had never played such a dirty trick and naturally hadn't suffered from this kind of hidden loss.
Fu Jian, that sinister villain, set them up even after death.
Jian Shiqing still hadn't spoken, neither confirming nor denying.
Yue Rujing looked at his expression at this moment, and the more he looked, the more he felt it was exactly like his senior brother's.
