Xu Jing clenched her fists tightly. "Dad, are you sure it was him?"
"I'm not sure," Commander Xu shook his head with a sigh, seeming to age ten years overnight. "Ye Huang doesn't seem like that kind of person."
Xu Jing released her fists. "Then who else could it be?"
"Qi Zihua is already dead, and the Qi Family has long been without people. I can't think of anyone else..." Commander Xu said.
Madam Xu interjected with venom, "I think Young Master Ye is still the most suspicious!"
A surge of anger rose in her heart, and Xu Jing turned around and left. "I'm going to find him!"
Commander Xu and Madam Xu didn't stop her; they were also in turmoil.
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Bai Xiao held an ice pack, helping Ye Huang apply it to his face. "Does it still hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt," Ye Huang pulled down the ice pack. "I have thick skin and flesh; it doesn't hurt to begin with."
