"I've already arranged for the affairs behind Xiang Cheng's passing. I was going to find the right time to tell you all, but I didn't expect you to find out so soon,"
Zhou Qi scoffed coldly, her tone very unsatisfied, "If someone hadn't told me today, were you planning to keep this from us for a lifetime?"
"No, Mom, that's not what I meant. The incident only happened today, and with the old master currently in the hospital, I didn't want you to worry about him while also mourning Xiang Cheng's death," Zhao Xuan explained earnestly.
"Enough, I don't want to hear your excuses. When I entrusted Xiang Cheng to you, it wasn't long before he was gone. How could you expect me to explain this to Aman?" Zhou Qi glared at her, asking in grief.
"What were you really thinking when you took on the care of Xiang Cheng? Such a significant event as his death, and you dared to hide it from us—Zhao Xuan, you're too audacious."
