At this moment, Shangguan Hao was preparing to ask some more questions.
Seeing this, Yang Xiao shook his head at Shangguan Hao.
He really didn't want to bring up too much about the past. He had said almost everything he intended to.
When Shangguan Hao saw Yang Xiao shaking his head, he reluctantly swallowed the words that had reached his lips.
He knew very well when to stop. Since Yang Xiao had disclosed so much about matters unknown to others, it was clear that he considered him an insider.
If he were to keep digging, it would be rather excessive.
He fell silent, but his thoughts did not rest. Just because Yang Xiao stopped talking about the past did not mean he couldn't speculate about it.
He always felt that the events of the past were not as simple as Yang Xiao had described; they were obscured by clouds and fog, shrouded in layers of mystery.
If he could sort through these layers of mystery, perhaps he would uncover a startling secret.