Meng Zhao had merely raised this point, yet he immediately cleared the Dan Chi Clan of suspicion. At the very least, with such a glaring logical loophole present, those earlier coincidences might truly have been no more than coincidences, rather than something premeditated.
Ji Zhenyun knew that the Liu Family had been destroyed by Su Tianwang, but he had not known that Su Tianwang was also connected to the Rebel Army within Hu Mountain. Startled, he hurriedly looked toward his daughter.
Had he known this from the start, he would never have fallen into a disadvantage during his negotiations with Meng Zhao.
This was crucial information capable of turning the entire situation around. What a pity.
Facing her old father's questioning gaze, Ji Rushuang's eyes drifted away. She held her swollen belly and put on a pitiful expression. Clearly, she had known this information but had not told Ji Zhenyun.
This handsome middle-aged man was furious. Before this conversation, the two had not even begun to take shape as a couple, yet she was already thinking so much for his sake. This daughter was beyond keeping—her elbow was pointing outward!
Still, when he recalled that Meng Zhao had extended a helping hand to Ji Rushuang at her most desperate moment, the darkest hour of her life, that slight grievance in his heart vanished without a trace. After all, she was his daughter. After all, he had failed to protect her.
Forget it. At least this bargain son-in-law was not the sort to gain an advantage and then act smug about it. Let him be.
"Where did you learn of this? Could it have been revealed by the man you captured?"
The matter of Geng Pomo could not be concealed, because those thirty-odd Dan Chi warriors had witnessed it firsthand; they