Nearby, another Liangpi who had been betrayed to death by his family raised a hand and patted Tatsumi Seimaru. The two pitiful brothers sat side by side, as though tiny melancholy snowflakes were drifting around them.
Apart from the two Liangpi, the Ghost Fetuses formed a circle around them, propping up their chins as they curiously observed these two strange Shikigami, helping the Spirit Medium Master study what was so special about these peculiar members of their kind.
After rattling off a long deduction, Jiang Xia seemed to grow thirsty. He poured himself a glass of water, wet his throat, and continued, "So Sentan Saruhiko really was Tatsumi Ryunosuke's biological father?"
Tatsumi Ryunosuke had just thought things could not possibly get any worse, but then this happened. His vision went dark. "How could that old, ugly man possibly be my father?!"
Mrs. Tatsumi gave a bitter smile. "It was him. He was a complete scumbag—after I came to the Tatsumi Family, he noticed something from the way I looked at Ryunosuke. He confronted me, and I had no choice but to tell him the truth.
"Then he happily said that he wanted to steal the entire Tatsumi Family's fortune with us.
"But I knew his character. Once Ryunosuke obtained the Tatsumi Family's assets, he would definitely use this to threaten him into handing over the money. So when I made the murder plan, I could only send him to Hell as well.
"After the incident, relying on the fact that I was acquainted with Jiang Xia, I went to him and said I had received some unofficial information—the police already suspected us, and the only way to avoid affecting Ryunosuke's inheritance was to hide for a while.
"We fled overnight. Along the way, I pretended to regret it and told