Xie Xuning, do you not want this leg anymore?

Xie Xuning took a deep breath. He couldn't care less about his thighs bleeding.

　　 He just wanted to know the full truth.

　　 "If it wasn't you, was it one of your people?"

　　 Xie Qian shook his head and replied, "No. Ye Linlang was already dead during that time. Why should we bother to do that?"

　　 "Dad, let's go."

　　 Ye Tianxin stared at the injury on Xie Xuning's thigh in fear and didn't know what to do.

　　 Her hands were shaking and she didn't dare do anything about that paper cutter.

　　 Xie Xuning looked down and glanced at the wound. He slowly pulled out the paper cutter that was inserted in his thigh, causing the blood to instantly spurt out.

　　 The blood splashed on the marble floor tiles like rain.

　　 "Dad, stay still for a moment."

　　 Ye Tianxin immediately tore off a piece of clothing from her suit and wrapped it around Xie Xuning's wound tightly.