Then your Eldest Brother really ought to thank you for thinking so highly of him.
Qian Renyue could not help grumbling inwardly.
He really knows how to ruin the mood.
She had been perfectly happy watching, only for him to blurt out something like that. She honestly did not know whether to call Guang Ling a genius or a "genius."
"There's no need to go find Grandpa." Qian Renyue reached out and pressed down on Guang Ling's hand. "If Grandpa Golden Crocodile knows, Grandpa must know too. But since Grandpa Golden Crocodile refuses to tell us the truth, there must be something more behind it. With something like this, if Grandpa Golden Crocodile won't talk, Grandpa Qian certainly won't either. There's no point going to ask him."
"But..." Guang Ling frowned. "This concerns your father. How can we just let it go? They're hiding the truth and keeping you from seeing your father. Is that really right?"
"What if they don't know my father is still alive either?" Qian Renyue began laying out her reasoning. "I don't think this matter is anywhere near that simple. What Grandpa Golden Crocodile said might be true, or it might be false. I have no way of confirming that right now. What if my father 'died' in front of him, but he didn't know whether my father had truly 'died'? Of course, the possibility you mentioned exists too. That was what I thought at first as well."
"Hmm..." Guang Ling pondered for a moment. "Yue'er, although what you're saying makes sense, I still think my guess is right. Based on all my years of knowing Second Brother, he definitely didn't watch Elder Xuan Ling breathe his last with his own eyes. Nine times out of ten, he's hiding something!"
Seeing how certain Guang Ling