Seeing that there was nobody around, Yi Zhonghai decided to drop the beating around the bush and said bluntly, "Old Yan, I heard every single word of that conversation between you and Xushu just now. Let's not stand here at the doorway. Come inside, and let's have a proper chat."
His gaze was piercing, locked firmly onto Yan Bugui. That look seemed capable of reading the other man's thoughts, carrying an undeniable firmness in its tone.
Yan Bugui felt a sudden thump in his chest. In truth, he had a premonition all along. From the moment Yi Zhonghai appeared, accompanied by that sharp glare, he knew the matter could no longer be hidden. At that moment, regret flooded his heart; his intestines were turning green with remorse. He silently blamed himself for being tempted by Xushu's petty favors. Thinking back on Xushu's recent actions in the courtyard—decisive and ruthless—his own little Yan Family was simply insignificant in comparison.
Chapter 66