Bei Lingsu saw Tong Sanlang's anxious demeanor and shrugged her shoulders.
She was not from Daqi, so the Tianlong Gang's rebellion had no impact on her; she could not feel Tong Sanlang's concern and urgency.
Her mind drifted, and the scolding of the Zhang Family once again filled her ears. Madam Zhang had lost her voice, yet her loudness remained unabated.
She blinked, "Young Master Tong, actually… I could have saved your mother before, but I wasn't sure if you were a good person or a bad one at the time, so I didn't offer my help…"
Tong Sanlang was writing a letter when he heard this; his pen paused for a moment, and he looked up at Bei Lingsu.
Bei Lingsu gazed at him with innocent eyes, clear-cut in black and white, "Your martial arts are so powerful, and you were with so many people, I didn't even dare to offer you an antidote, let alone save your mother."
