Flurry Of Footsteps

Elder Qingguang and Xuan Jialing reacted very quickly. They echoed each other and started to pour dirty water on Xuan Qingling.

If Xuan Yuze suspected them, things would be terrible.

The crime of murdering a top genius of the family was a serious crime that was difficult to bear even for an elder.

When Xuan Yuze heard the explanations from both sides, his brows furrowed even more tightly, feeling that his head was hurting.

Both sides insisted on their own words and blamed each other for their mistakes. However, both of them sounded very reasonable.

"Enough, quiet down!"

Xuan Yuze couldn't take it anymore. He slammed the table, and the room fell silent again.

"Elder Jiuling, this matter…What do you think?" Xuan Yuze was silent for a moment before turning his gaze to Xuan Jiuling, the only neutral person present, to ask for his opinion.