Su Yuzhuo suddenly looked at Fujiwara Keiaki, the person her father trusted most during his lifetime.
The other party had previously declared that for the rest of his life, he would wholeheartedly follow her, not concerning himself with anything else. But it now seemed he was not entirely sincere.
"Did my father truly leave a wish for the clan to someday revive before he passed away?" Su Yuzhuo asked rapidly, her words as sharp as knives, as if to pierce through his defenses.
However, Fujiwara Keiaki, at such an age and with abundant experience, would not easily show any flaws.
Shaking his head, Fujiwara Keiaki replied calmly, "Miss, you don't need to test me. If I don't know, I don't know. I wasn't by his side when he passed away."
"Test?" Su Yuzhuo said, puzzled, "Why would you think that?"
