Long Xinghe's question was very sharp.
Murong Yu probably knew that she must have had doubts in her heart.
She just did not expect to be asked so directly.
Feng Wuya fell silent.
He indeed knew.
But he seemed to hesitate as if he had more to say.
Perhaps the matter was not as simple as Long Xinghe had imagined.
After a long silence, Feng Wuya finally said, "That happened over a decade ago..."
But Murong Yu interrupted him and met Long Xinghe's gaze.
Some things had been hidden in her heart for many years. This might have been the first time she brought them up since they were buried.
"At first, the Medicine Man Corps really was mine."
Long Xinghe did not speak, but his breathing clearly became heavier.
"But the Medicine Man Corps you see now is different from the one I founded back then."
"Over a decade has passed since then, and mentioning it now, I have forgotten many details."
"But I can't forget that Long Xiyue's death was related to me."
