After some thought, Baili Xia found a reason for herself.
She busied herself watching Dongfang Jin, trying hard to calm her chaotic heartbeat.
"Could it be that Uncle wants to personally find out who this person is and punish him by himself? He, he doesn't want to use your hands to do these things, so, so that's why..."
"Sit down, don't be so agitated." Dongfang Jin patted the stone bench.
But Baili Xia just stood there, stiffly, staring blankly at him.
Her lips still bore a smile, one that was deliberately forced.
Such a smile, seen by Dongfang Jin, instantly pained his heart again.
"Sit down, I'll explain it slowly to you. How can we continue talking if you're this worked up?"
"I'm not agitated, not in the slightest."
Baili Xia smiled and obediently sat back down, only she was a bit askew and almost slid off the stone bench.
Dongfang Jin steadied her, and only when she was securely seated did he let go.
