Wu Shi watched Fu Bing struggle to contain her tears, her heart crushed mercilessly by an invisible hand, turning to dust.
It wasn't Fu Bing's fault...
Fu Bing fought back tears, her gaze filled with sorrow as she looked at Elder Madam Chu.
"It is my fault, so I've come to atone," she said.
"Atone? I don't have many days left, and you think after atoning to me, you can live on with a clear conscience. Can you really wipe away the act of killing Xiaoya like this? Must my precious granddaughter die a grievous death in a foreign land?" Elder Madam Chu's eyes reddened.
She sorrowfully realized that she couldn't even shed a tear for Xiaoya.
Fu Bing's heart was pierced by the elderly woman's words.
Suddenly, Wu Shi knelt before Elder Madam Chu. "The matter of Fu Ya has nothing to do with her."