As soon as Bai Zhi spoke, a glint flashed across Goh Wen's eyes and quickly disappeared, signifying a rage fueled by slander.
"What nonsense are you talking about? He is my son. If he weren't my son, why would I treat him well? I dote on Goh You as if I want nothing more than to hold him in the palm of my hand."
The extent to which Goh Wen doted on Goh You was well-known, not just among the villagers but by Goh You himself too.
"Right, why are you so good to him? There must be a reason, and now you need to cooperate and tell me. Right now, in this room, just the few of us, do you think you can escape?"
Bai Zhi looked at the three of them; today, there was no escaping for them.
"You might have that backward. Isn't it you who has no options now?"
Anran scoffed coldly, still unable to believe this girl's stubborn delusions.
Bai Zhi laughed as well, her smile faint.
