Liu Wentian did not realize what was on Fan Xiaoyu's mind. Seeing her not responding to his words, he did not take it to heart but turned to look at Fan Xiaoyu's second aunt, her younger aunt, Mu Jingling, Xie Wen, and others.
These people were originally ashen-faced; now, feeling the weight of Liu Wentian's gaze, they suddenly felt weak in the knees.
Then, to everyone's astonishment, they dropped with a thud, all kneeling on the ground!!
"Liu Wentian, please spare me, it was all my fault for being blind!! I deserve to die!!" Fan Xiaoyu's younger aunt trembled with fear, her teeth chattering. Even Old Master Du had been crushed and sent to prison; what was she in comparison??
"Yes, yes!! It's my fault for being blind!! I'm sorry!! Mewing... I'm sorry!! Please spare me for Xiaoyu's sake, as her friend!!" Mu Jingling broke down crying out of fear.
"Yes, yes!! Liu Wentian, please spare me, I've grown up with Xiaoyu since we were little!!" Xie Wen also begged pitifully.