Before he could speak, Xu Mian, who'd been observing sharply in silence, said to Xia Houshang, "Ms. Xia, you don't seem to be saddened by the passing of Duke Xia."
Xia Houshang shut up right away.
Xu Mian added, "You aren't mourning him inside the spiritual hall, and now you are only capable of talking about our young master. I can't seem to understand you."
Yin Lei froze and carefully observed Xia Houshang. It was true - she didn't seem the slightest sad.
Her tired appearance didn't seem to be related to the death of her father.
The attention from Xu Mian and Yin Lei made Xia Houshang's face drop.
"How is that any of your business? He's my father. Do I need you to be sad on my behalf?! Who made the rule that the daughter must be the one staying in the spiritual hall after her father passes away? It's so late! I need to sleep! As for Yexuan… I just want to be with him. How's that your business?!"
