Details decided everything.
To be honest, Bai Zhi did not have much confidence that he could persuade the Gravedigger, because he lacked decisive evidence.
Quite a few things he had said to the Gravedigger earlier had deliberately been left unfinished. That was the advantage of speaking with smart people.
You did not need to say much at all. You only needed to make a slight start, and the other party could automatically fill in the blanks and fully understand what you meant.
—Just like now.
Although he seemed to have said a great deal, he had barely mentioned any of the crucial points. Compared to explaining things himself, letting the other party fill in the blanks was clearly more effective.
"If exposing myself can improve the chances of that matter succeeding, then I am willing to become this chess piece. That does not prove anything."
The Gravedigger raised his head to look at him, his tone unbelievably calm.
"If I were standing in that position, I would make the same choice."
"Is that so? Even if it came at the cost of sacrificing your daughter?"
Bai Zhi raised an eyebrow slightly.
"No evidence."
The Gravedigger's face remained expressionless.
"Everything could be nothing more than your one-sided claims. My daughter is living well right now. She could not possibly be here. Someone will take care of her for me."
"Do not think of the human heart as being so noble and righteous. What you think is not necessarily what you think it is. Stories come from life, and life is often even crueler than stories."
Bai Zhi rolled his eyes somewhat speechlessly.
"If you refuse to believe it, I can make a few more deductions for you. The inheritances you left behind certainly would not be placed in some common location,