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Mu Xiaojiu looked at Baili Xia, his voice indifferent.

“These are just one-sided words from your grandfather; you can’t produce any evidence.”

“What about you?” Baili Xia glared at him, her voice unconsciously turning cold.

“Can you produce evidence?

It’s been over twenty years; back then, you were still in your mother’s womb.

On what basis do you assert that my grandfather did all this?”

“Based on the incurable injuries my third brother suffers from now.”

Mu Xiaojiu stared at her, his suppressed emotions finally beginning to erupt slowly.

“Do you know how badly injured my third brother was back then?”

Many things, he had never told anyone.

He had always intended to keep it from her.

But tonight, because of this girl, he had to bring up the past.

Even though it might upset her for a while, it was worth it to relieve her inner turmoil.

Baili Xia looked at him calmly, waiting for him to continue.

Mu Xiaojiu spoke while releasing Baili Xia.

He turned to the window, looking at the night outside, as if reminiscing about past events.

His voice sounded calm, laced with a hint of sadness.

“Back then, my third brother was with my father.

After they were attacked, he was seriously injured and drove away to escape.”

“During the escape, Baili Yang kept pursuing him.

Later, his car had an accident and fell into the sea.”

“The fact that he managed to escape the sea was nothing short of a miracle.”

“Later, he met Nangong Xu’s father, who healed his injuries, but my third brother’s leg was lost forever.”

At this point, he turned to look into Baili Xia’s eyes, his voice lowering.

“Perhaps you think this is a coincidence, but when Nangong Xu’s father found him, he was also poisoned, a poison potent enough to be fatal.”

“Would he have poisoned himself to death?”

After speaking, he looked at Baili Xia, waiting for her response.

As Baili Xia listened to his recounting of past events, her heart felt heavy.

For reasons unknown, she found the narrative flawless yet too eerie.

Unable to think of any rebuttal, she could only say, “Are these things you personally witnessed? Actually, it’s just hearsay from Mu Xuri as well.”

Mu Xiaojiu moved his lips but ultimately said nothing.

Seeing Baili Xia unwilling to say more, she turned and walked to the bed.

She lay down, her feelings indescribably complex.

At this moment, she really needed to calm down and think carefully about how to proceed with the investigation.

If even Nangong Xu’s father had testified for Mu Xuri, claiming his condition was indeed that severe.

Then, wanting to clear her grandfather’s name would become even more difficult.

If her master is such a person, his father might not be any worse.

She didn’t want to doubt her master’s father, but where should she start on this matter?

Mu Xiaojiu watched her back without saying anything further.

The girl was right; he too only heard these things.

However, various pieces of evidence convinced him that Mu Xuri wasn’t lying.

Nangong Che had also testified about this.

For so many years, he lived driven by these hatreds.

Could just a few words from her, based on hearsay, change his mind?

At this moment, saying more would only lead to pointless arguments between them.

Letting both of them calm down might be better for both.

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