Guard it with your life, Han Yijun

Zou Jiayi couldn't express his appreciation in words, but he was more than simply grateful for his little fiery spark's unyielding support. He knew he didn't have the courage himself to retaliate against his nephew and reveal the truth.

After all, Jingxun Zhenyi was raised in ignorant seclusion, bearing the bulk of his grief and sorrows by himself as decades passed in the outside world.

"I think it took a lot of courage and strength for Lord Jingxun to bury the weight of his parents' death within himself…" Huo Renyi voiced with a weary sigh. "I know I'll never be able to understand from his perspective, but it doesn't feel right that you have to be blamed for what happened…just like how you took the blame for Han Jianyu's death."

Zou Jiayi's expression eased into a tender smile, one that made him so devilishly handsome it toyed with his little fiery spark's heart.