"What???"
Bai Tianheng's head was spinning like crazy.
(You mean to tell me that my wife had always seen Bai Xinyue as Zihan's future wife?)
But he couldn't believe it.
If that were the case, he didn't think she would've done what she did.
Of course, he knew Mu Yuelan and Qin Wulie were old friends and might've made such a promise.
But if she truly intended to keep that promise… why would she do that?
Although Bai Xinyue survived, it very well could have killed her—if not left her crippled forever.
No one would do such a thing to their future daughter-in-law.
Bai Tianheng was baffled beyond belief.
"You were going to have Zihan marry Bai Xinyue?"
Mu Yuelan folded her arms.
"Yes!"
His eyes narrowed.
"Then why did you take her Dao Bone?"
He demanded, his voice low but trembling with fury.
"Do you know what that could've done to her? That could've crippled her cultivation—ruined her life. It could've killed her, Yuelan!"
Mu Yuelan's eyes blazed with cold light.
