Qing Yue sneered and said, "You're just thinking too simply. Human intentions are complex. Nowadays, few people think as simply and positively as you do."
Xia Xin put down his knife and fork, "That's not how it should be said. It really shouldn't be thought of like that! At the time, there were no clues, and the building was eerily quiet, with no trace of Xu Yanyan. Whether there was any evil presence is still something the ancestors found out. If they think like that, then are they still human?"
Xia Xin's face was calm, filled with anger, as he stood up for Jiangli.
Jiangli glanced at him and said indifferently, "Eat your food; there's no need to let these words weigh on your heart."
Xia Xin felt bad for Jiangli, feeling aggrieved, "Ancestor, you don't mind it because you can see things from a larger perspective, but they can't say that..."
Jiangli saw that his face turned red with anger and was quite amused.
He opened his mouth, just about to say something.
