Inside the inner hall.
Amid her own elder brother's furious shouts, Yang Ling'er gradually discerned what he was thinking.
She was shocked and bewildered, unable to believe that this close relative, ordinarily so easygoing and so loving toward her and her husband, even indulgent, had revealed the most despicable side of human nature at this moment.
Was this still the brother she knew? How could he seem so utterly unfamiliar...?!
Her face was deathly pale as she asked in a trembling voice, "Yang... Yang Mingtang, tell me the truth. Are you demanding his hiding place because you want to kill him and eliminate any future trouble?"
Yang Mingtang looked at his sister, who had grown up surrounded by power and privilege, cherished and protected. Though deeply reluctant to hurt her, he gritted his teeth and stressed, "It isn't that I want this. Too many people in this city who follow our Yang Family have already accepted in their hearts that he died the moment he drank that poisoned wine! Bring him back to life now, and they'll be disappointed, frightened, terrified... and it will plant the seeds of trouble that can never be rooted out!"
"This city can have only one City Lord, one power. Do you understand?!"
Clenching his fists, he tried to persuade her in a low voice. "Ling'er, I know that you and he...!"
"Excuses! These are all excuses for your lust for power, for stealing the highest position someday!" Seeing her brother's unwavering attitude, Yang Ling'er broke down completely. Tears streaming down her face, she clenched her fists and shouted, "Why would those people be disappointed, frightened, and terrified if he came back to life now?! How did they live before? Every Household General of our Yang Family is unmatched in loyalty and courage, and the