C152 The Blood Was Spilled in One Shot

The room fell into a hushed silence, with all eyes fixed on Ling Zhenyun, each gaze carrying a hint of peculiarity.

Ling Xiang sat there in quiet contemplation, her gaze resting on the man who was once her beloved third uncle, now devoid of the dependency that once filled her eyes as a child. Back then, her third uncle was her rock, especially since her grandfather was such a stern figure.

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