Chapter 866: Could it be that she has truly never held any resentment

Baili Xia did not truly want to drive Leng Yu away, for the one who would suffer the most from his departure was Uncle.

To drive away such a loyal subordinate, who had been by his side for so many years, for the sake of a woman—how would his brothers respect him after that?

Since she didn’t want to hide her feelings for him, wishing to follow him with single-minded devotion, she had to consider these matters for him.

But now, the first issue that needed to be addressed was the problem between Uncle and Master.

Two taciturn men, getting them to say something emotionally moving was more difficult than reaching the heavens.

Therefore, the role of mediator could only fall to her.

Mu Xiaojiu remained silent, but her gaze toward the distant night sky held a hint of complexity.

“Uncle,” Baili Xia rubbed his sleeve again, her voice still gentle, “She’s his sister, his only kin.”

“Even if Nangong Yun doesn’t seem to show much affection for him, I believe he would never go against his sister unless absolutely necessary.”

“He must love his father very much, doesn’t he?” she asked again.

“I don’t know.” His response was indifferent as he continued to look into the distance.

Yet Baili Xia smiled faintly, gazing at his perfect profile: “He must have promised his father to take good care of his sister.”

“Actually, he is a man deeply committed to his promises, and what he agrees to may never change in his lifetime.”

“Therefore, he chose to remain silent on this matter.”

“You don’t resent him?” Mu Xiaojiu could not understand this young girl.

Together, she and her brother had bullied her so much, yet why didn’t she harbor even a trace of resentment in her heart?

“Just because she taught you medical skills and treated you well, you’re willing to let it go?”

“Actually, even if he hadn’t taught me medical skills, hadn’t treated me well, I wouldn’t have held a grudge, because he is a good person.”

From the beginning, she knew that if the fault wasn’t his, why should she hate Nangong Xu?

As she said, that was, after all, his sister—could he really stand by and watch his sister die without lifting a finger?

Mu Xiaojiu remained silent, not knowing what to say.

The less the little creature felt aggrieved, the more his heart ached for her.

Thinking about what he had done to her in the past, his heart inexplicably soured.

He had treated her in such a way—did she also bear no resentment?

How forgiving must one’s heart be to achieve that?

“Uncle, don’t be angry anymore, can you forgive him, please?”

Baili Xia kept staring at his face, scrutinizing the expressions on it.

But unfortunately, his face remained unreadable, the depths of his eyes placid without a ripple.

She knew that moving this man was never an easy task.

But still, Nangong Xu had followed him for so many years, and he knew Nangong Xu’s character better than anyone, right?

In his heart, he had already forgiven him; it was just that stubborn pride that kept him from admitting it.

“I was almost scared to death while treating his wounds just now,” she suddenly changed the subject.

Mu Xiaojiu’s brow twitched slightly as he glanced at her fleetingly.

That seemingly indifferent look was clearly filled with much worry and care.

Baili Xia didn’t want to expose him, who knew if upon being confronted, he would become angry out of embarrassment and storm off?

She could only let out a casual sigh: “His injuries are severe.”

“How severe?” Mu Xiaojiu immediately asked in a deep voice, “He’s a doctor himself, and his medical skills are so good—aren’t his wounds healed yet?”