"That's not right. Why would he poison Xiaoxue? She's so young, she's no threat to him at all!" Han Xu said, frowning.
"If your sister were poisoned, who would be the most worried?" Shen Haoran asked lightly, his eyes narrowing.
"My father and I, of course!" Han Xu answered without a second thought.
"And if you learned of a Spirit Medicine that could cure the cold poison in your sister, would you stop at nothing to obtain it?" Shen Haoran asked again.
"Of course! Xiaoxue is the apple of our eye. If we could cure her cold poison, any price would be worth paying!" Han Xu said with conviction.
At this, Han Xu suddenly understood, his eyes filled with disbelief.
"I see you understand now," Shen Haoran said calmly, seeing Han Xu's shocked expression.
"Hmph. All these years, out of respect for our blood ties, I've called him Second Uncle. To think he would do this to Xiaoxue and Father just for the Patriarch's position... I was blind!" Han Xu said resentfully, his face dark.
