"No! To be exact, she was killed by Lu Junting! I originally had a chance to kill him, but she found out about the plan. She wanted to betray us and secretly told Lu Junting. In my anger, I hit her, and as a result... she fell down the stairs and died."
At this point, Yan Zhengxiong's face was already covered in tears.
Seeing this, Yan Kejun was deeply moved and quickly pulled out a tissue to wipe his face.
"Uncle, don't be too sad. It's all in the past now, try not to dwell on it."
He took the tissue that was handed to him and wiped the tears off his face.
Perhaps due to the overwhelming surge of emotions, there were several moments when he couldn't continue speaking.
After calming down for a while, Yan Zhengxiong said, "She was my beloved woman. Her passing also pains me, but what good is heartache? I don't have time for sorrow! Because if I abandon my revenge, it gives the enemy an opportunity!"
