Jiang Mubai wiped his mouth and laughed, "You think I'm a three-year-old child?"
"I'm a bit skeptical too, but the facts are right in front of us, there isn't any other explanation." Jiang Ruobai shrugged, "Or could you think of someone who might have given it to Seventh Sister?"
Touching his beard, Jiang Mubai looked up at the sky and after a while, he mumbled, "If there's such a person in the world, it could only be me."
Jiang Ruobai laughed, "So, I believe it's true."
"A revelation in a dream? Stop the nonsense, I don't believe it." Jiang Mubai gritted his teeth and furrowed his brows, "If you want me to believe this, I would rather believe that Seventh Miss wrote it herself."
"That's impossible."
"If I remember correctly, isn't Lin Shimo still in the palace?"
The two brothers exchanged a glance.
