Lady Wan was stunned, smiled wordlessly, then continued:
"However, however... no matter what, you must believe.
"I have never, never ordered someone to kill her..."
"..."
Wan Yutang was momentarily stunned, eventually sighing deeply.
Yet, she just stared fixedly at Wan Yutang, as if returning to a certain moment of a particular year.
That spirited young man, at first sight, had already broken into her heart.
Ah, that was originally the son of the Great Hall Master of Wusheng Hall... Wan Yutang!
"Mother... Mother!"
Wan Yilan called softly, but Lady Wan no longer responded.
Looking closely again, one could see that her eyes had finally lost all their brilliance.
After all, she was her own mother, and even before death, she had given thorough guidance, leaving Wan Yilan momentarily unable to stop crying.
Wan Cangxin was comforting her by her side, and Wan Yutang was also emotionally unsettled.
