Upon seeing the murderous glint in Huo Yirong's eyes, Huo Yunjiao whispered, "As long as she is safe and sound, Ruanruan would be relieved. Ruanruan quite adores her."
Huo Yirong appeared weary, with his brows deeply furrowed.
"She would need to rest and recover. It will not be until half a year later that her health will return to its peak."
These tumultuous days could be considered the most harrowing in his life.
This frustration fuelled a fury in him that desired to wipe out Witch Clan completely.
"Do you think our grandfather would believe us?"
Huo Yunjiao's eyes were devoid of emotions as she retorted: "What do you think?"
A bitter smile appeared on Huo Yirong's face "Our old man is too sharp-eyed, it's hard to pull the wool over his eyes."
Fundamentally, he did not believe their grandfather would take their side.
Huo Yunjiao gently nodded: "Whether our grandfather believes us or not, we just need to send the video to him.
