Beitang Yunxiu felt for the first time that her eldest brother was utterly shameless. Completely shattering her previous understanding of him.
The King, although aging, was only in his sixties. His health had always been excellent, and he was a firm advocate for wellness. Just two days ago, he had watched a baseball game and even stepped onto the field to throw the opening pitch. The King's personal physician had always said that his health was far better than others of his age, and living past a hundred should be no problem.
But then, without any warning, he suddenly suffered a stroke in the dead of night — was that even possible?
Unless the stroke wasn't natural at all.
Beitang Qing's expression remained unchanged. He had anticipated that Beitang Yunxiu wouldn't let this go and was bound to cause a commotion. He didn't even need to think about his response; the words came easily to him. Even if she continued her tantrum, what did it matter? The outcome was already decided.
