Duo Tianlin's brow furrowed briefly, and a flash of pain crossed his face.
"Moreover, Uncle Luo," Yang Ruxin looked at Duo Tianlin, "I might be speaking out of turn, but don't you find it bizarre that the Chu Family's young miss disappeared all those years ago? It's not that I'm a conspiracy theorist, but it always seemed strange to me."
Duo Tianlin looked up at Yang Ruxin.
