It was hard enough to uncover such a big secret, how could I not tell others?
Xiang Mingzhu took a sharp fruit knife and ruthlessly cut a piece from her clothes, slicing out the section Lu Yutong had grabbed.
She let out a mocking laugh.
"Do you think it's possible? I can't wait to announce to the world that the so-called Imperial Capital's female Hua Tuo, the goddess they admire, is actually a bastard child everyone despises. Her father is a hypocrite, and her mother is a fool."
Xiang Mingzhu was quite satisfied with this answer.
"You can't say that! You're going to ruin us all!"
Lu Yutong pleaded in tears, "I've told you everything you wanted to know. Mingzhu, can't we stop fighting?"
"No! No! No!"
"You..."
Lu Yutong had a headache, "No one would believe you if you said it! Others would just think you're jealous of your cousin, making up lies. No evidence, no witnesses, nothing. Your reputation is already ruined, you have no credibility."
She was telling the truth.
