"It was taken out of a grave."
No sooner had those words fallen Old Master Yun and Father Yun's expression changed. Father Yun, who was holding the pen in his hands, immediately let go of it.
He snatched the wet wipes from the box that was sitting on the corner of the desk and wiped his hands. He said, "F…From a grave? How did you get your hands on such a thing?"
"I was given these things in a fan meeting but I have secured the two people who have handed these things to me," he spoke calmly but did not give a chance to the three men to speak. Yun Zhao glanced at his three half-brothers and stated, "They said someone asked them to hand these things to me and they were not my fans."
"So what if they were bribed by someone?" Zhao Meng of course knew what her son had done and now that the matter had come to light, she could not let Old Master Yun find out that this matter was related to her son.
