The paleness creeping onto Uncle's face was so slight that someone without keen eyes wouldn't be able to notice it at all.
Still in her bathrobe, Baili Xia stared blankly at Uncle who appeared calm and composed, still unable to collect her thoughts.
It was he who had shoved her away, which caused her to almost drown in the sea.
Was it because she slapped him more than once?
She explained to him that it wasn't intentional, that she truly thought he was a bad man.
She never intended to hit him, and would never dare to do so either.
But now, as she looked at Uncle, her eyes were filled with nothing but resentment and bitterness.
Just for a couple of slaps, he wanted to end her life; why did a man have to be so heartless?
Mu Xiaojiu glanced at her and then at Mu Lingchuan before he collected himself and walked away.
Everyone instinctively backed away, clearing a path for him.
