Upon hearing Ye Weiming's remarks, Min Rou's anger intensified.
She found the young man in front of her intolerable. Not only did he kill her beloved son, but he was also tarnishing her son's reputation after his death.
Compared to his wife, Shi Qing seemed much calmer. He glanced at Ye Weiming, and said leisurely: "Our son was sent to train at the Snow Mountain Sect since childhood, and we haven't seen him for over a decade now."
"However, even so, we do not believe Yu'er is as terrible as you say."
"Young Master Ye, since you accuse my son of misconduct, do you have concrete evidence?"
Implicitly, if Ye Weiming could not produce any evidence, then there was nothing to talk about.
Although Ye Weiming was a respected martial artist, he should not dominate the Jianghu realm without reason.
If he killed my son, Shi Qing, without reason, even if I kill him here today, no one in the Jianghu would blame me!
