She read each word carefully. As she looked at those words, it was as if her mother was whispering her instructions to her beside her.
Tears blurred her vision and she pressed a hand to her lips tightly. She bit her hand to prevent herself from crying.
Bai Qingcheng sat there, not knowing how to comfort her. She just said: "They have suffered for three years, perhaps death to them is a relief. Moreover, the enemies who have caused them to suffer are all dead. Their revenge has been avenged."
Ye Feifei looked at the blood letter in her hand and asked in a choked voice: "How are the rest of my family doing?"
"Your Second Uncle will be in charge of the Ye Family Clan. After Patriarch Ye has been deposed, the Old Predecessor is in charge until the day your Second Uncle succeeds as the Patriarch of the Ye Family Clan."
Du Fan's voice came drifting in from outside. The two people in the courtyard looked back and saw him walking in slowly.
