Liu Yumei smiled, "There are always some collateral branches or disciples who, though not blood relatives, are still involved."
Li Zhiyuan nodded, "I understand."
The old lady wanted to extinguish their legacy.
The young man understood this very well. After all, it was the others who initiated the action, and now it was just being reciprocated.
As for sending Qin Li and Liu Ting to dig up the ancestors' graves, Liu Yumei didn't elaborate. After all, as an elder, bringing this up in front of children would make her look immature.
However, she also knew that tonight's tea party was destined to end prematurely.
Liu Yumei picked up her teacup, took a sip, and said:
"Based on your circumstances, your memory loss could be due to two possibilities.
One is that someone erased it by force.
The other is that the memory is too heavy to retain and must be forgotten.
