The truth was like a torpedo, buried in Shi Yuhuan's chest. It was so suffocating that it threatened to entirely engulf him with the sound of water before it could even explode.
Shi Yuhuan coldly pressed his thin lips together, closed his eyes, and softly said, "If it wasn't the doing of my uncle, what could be the reason that made you unwilling to settle my father's issue? Who killed your son that you could bear to ignore it and even let him get away with it? Unless it was your other son there are no other answers, right?"
Shi Xiuren seemed unwilling to argue anymore.
His voice torn in despair and helplessness, he ground out, "Even knowing this, why can't you consider your grandfather? Will the loss of a second son not further break his heart?"
As he spoke, he angrily swept everything off the tea table in front of him with his cane.
The loud "bang bang bang" noises cut through the silence, creating a repressive atmosphere!
