Late at night, at the Xiao family's courtyard residence.
Elder Zhao's voice echoed through his study.
"Let alone the fact that those little punks are Americans.
Look at Huaxia Nation—how many people who offended that kid ended well?
Isn't the Xiao family in a complete mess right now because of Xiao Nan?
Not to mention the Jia father and son, who plotted against him.
Those two are still missing.
All those coincidences you keep talking about are inextricably connected to that kid.
Do you still think they're coincidences?"
A hint of amusement flickered in Elder Zhao's cloudy eyes as he looked at his grandson.
"We've been following up on all these matters. Other than the Jia family incident, where we still haven't found an answer, hasn't everything else shown that Ye Yuan had nothing to do with it?
Especially the Xiao family's case. It was done by people from Tesa's side.
Their goal was to retaliate because the Xiao family got involved in their internal conflict."
Although Zhao Xirui no longer sounded as confident as before.
Deep down, he truly did not believe that Ye Yuan, a mere fisherman, had done all this.
"You and your evidence all day long. Some things don't require evidence.
We're not the police, nor are we trying to do anything to that kid.
Is evidence really that important to us?"
Having watched Zhao Xirui grow up.
How could Elder Zhao not know about his grandson's stubborn refusal to admit defeat?
Although Zhao Xirui had always presented himself as humble and honest among his peers.
As Zhao Xirui's grandfather.
Elder Zhao knew very well just how arrogant his grandson was beneath the surface.
It could be said that among people his age, Zhao Xirui regarded only Xu Hang of the Xu Family as a real