Nangong Zhongli trembled all over, hurriedly stepping forward to Nangong Jinlie.
"Grandfather..." she said softly.
Xia Xiaonuan looked at Nangong Zhongli, her eyes almost spitting fire.
She had many things to ask her, but in this setting, she couldn't bring herself to speak.
However, unexpectedly, Nangong Jinlie uttered something extraordinary.
"Xia Xiaonuan... about that necklace and that child, you must have a lot of questions for her, right?"
Xia Xiaonuan widened her eyes, looking at Nangong Jinlie, then at Nangong Zhongli.
Nangong Zhongli's gaze showed a hint of evasion.
Nangong Jinlie spoke to Nangong Zhongli again.
"Kneel—!"
"Grandfather…" Nangong Zhongli made her final struggle, pleadingly gazing at the cold-faced Nangong Jinlie.
Nangong Jinlie's hand, resting on his leg, clenched into a fist, his pupils narrowing.
Nangong Zhongli fell to her knees with a thud.
