Chapter 1184: Man-made Disaster (4)

Qin Zhigu suddenly felt, for some reason, that his father had aged ten years in an instant.

Although his hair was still very white, and wrinkles couldn't possibly have appeared overnight, Qin Zhigu felt as though he saw his father in that brief moment, his hair white as snow, wrinkled face, back hunched, even the light in his eyes dimmed.

He spoke softly, "Your uncle's death wasn't my doing."

Upon hearing these words, Qin Zhigu let out a sigh of relief.

He was truly worried, genuinely concerned about what to do if his uncle's death was his father's fault.

Although the incident had happened twenty years ago, and in those twenty years, both the outsiders and his family had treated it as an accident, what if it wasn't an accident, but murder? Even after twenty years, there was no statute of limitations, and one could always bring a lawsuit.