Clang—
The bowl on the table responded to its cue, falling to the ground and shattering into several pieces.
Silence filled the room.
Bai You's face was ashen.
"Little Lin, you must not act recklessly."
The matter regarding Chu Tianyi was indeed outrageous, enough to anger both gods and men. But who would believe it?
Grand Doctor Chu was a simpleton; a fool's words would only be deemed senseless babble.
If it weren't for Little Lin coming to Purple Cloud City to claim her familial heritage, Grand Doctor Chu's death would have gone unnoticed.
Shi Guiren was fraught with worry, looking towards Xin Lin.
"Noble, are you afraid I will act rashly? Rest assured, I am here to claim my heritage, not to cause trouble."
Xin Lin smiled, but there wasn't a hint of amusement in her eyes.
Despite her bone-deep hatred for Chu Tianyi, Xin Lin was very clear that the time was not right.
