Yun Xiao's death had always been a thorn in Yun Qian's heart, and she had never been able to come to terms with it.
"Yun Qian, we've said this many times already. Brother Yun Xiao's death had nothing to do with us."
"I don't understand why you insist on believing that the three of us did it." Yun Tian said helplessly.
Yun Tian and the other two were at a loss, too. They had explained countless times that they had nothing to do with it.
But Yun Qian was dead set on believing that the three of them were the murderers. Even if they weren't, they had to be involved somehow.
"Why don't you tell us why you suspect them so much?" Chen Changan asked Yun Qian.
At Chen Changan's question, Yun Qian took a deep breath and tried to steady her emotions, forcing herself to calm down.
"That mission back then wasn't dangerous at all."
"More than anything, it was meant to give them a chance to go out, broaden their horizons, and gain some combat experience."
"But on a mission like that, Brother Yun Xiao ended up dying in battle, and the rest of them came back gravely wounded."
"Most importantly, after they returned, the Yun Family investigated the mission. But in the end, no one would say a word about it."
"If there really wasn't anything wrong, I wouldn't believe it even if you beat me to death."
"As I see it, Brother Yun Xiao's death was an unchangeable fact, so some people wanted to cover up the truth."
"And the ones who benefited most from what happened were Yun Tian and the other two."
"Whoever benefits is the most suspect."
"And after that, the Yun Family, which had been fairly united, suddenly split into several factions,