Before Mu Xiaolin could speak, Bai Ping rushed in, kowtowed, and loudly proclaimed her grievances. "Master, honored elders, my Xiaolin has been an ordinary person since childhood and is truly allergic to insects. How could he possibly have the courage to go near the graves and handle corpses?" Tears streamed down her face, giving her a pitiful appearance.
"Who let her come here?" Mu Xiwang's expression turned extremely grim. This was a matter between the Mu and Mo families, no outsiders were allowed, especially Bai Ping.
It wasn't a secret that less than half a year after the Mu family matriarch passed away, Bai Ping had attempted to take her place. If word got out, the Mu family would become a laughingstock. Yet, because of Mu Xiaolin, they had no choice but to reluctantly agree.
Mu Changnian scolded, "Why are you here? This has nothing to do with you!" His gaze was full of warning.
"Master, how could it not involve me? Xiaolin is the flesh of my heart, and now he’s being—" Bai Ping didn’t finish, but her meaning was clear, it was as if the Mu family was looking for a scapegoat.
No one present was a fool. Mo Xiao glanced at Mu Xiaoran, whose face showed visible discomfort.
"With both witnesses and material evidence present, Second Young Master Mu, do you still intend to keep denying?" Mo Xiangxiong asked coldly. How could someone so irresponsible be worth the Mu family patriarch’s intervention?
Mu Xiaolin bit his lip, his face full of stubborn defiance. "I didn’t do it! You’re all framing me!" He knew that if he admitted it, he wouldn’t be able to stay in the Mu family any longer.
"Tsk tsk… Who would’ve thought the Mu family would produce such a coward?" Mo Xiao said lightly. "I have a secret technique that can force the truth out of someone, though it will turn their soul into that of an idiot. Does Second Young Master Mu dare to try?"
Mu Xiaolin’s face turned a sickly shade of purple. Under such pressure, he couldn’t even muster the strength to resist.
"You disgrace!" Mu Xiaoran bellowed, and immediately, the pressure on Mu Xiaolin vanished, allowing him to exhale in relief.
Mu Changnian didn’t dare breathe too loudly, his grandfather was furious, and he was in a difficult position.
"Mu Xiaolin!" Mu Xiaoran said sharply. "Confession brings leniency, resistance brings severity. This is your last chance."
When Mu Xiaolin met the killing intent in Mu Xiaoran’s eyes, his entire body trembled. Yet he still stubbornly insisted, "Great-grandfather, I didn’t do this! Are all of you just going to force a confession through torture?"
Mu Lichuan couldn’t help but admire him, no wonder Mu Xiaolin had achieved so much in his past life. Such endurance was beyond ordinary people.
"You-you- this is the fine child you’ve raised!" Mu Changnian pointed at Bai Ping and cursed.
Bai Ping shielded her child and said coldly, "You’re all important figures, while we’re just ordinary people. Even if you kill us, there’s nothing we can do."
Mu Xiaoran and the others were so furious they couldn’t speak. Finally, he let out a heavy sigh. "Fellow Daoist Mo, just use your method." Someone so unrepentant, even if they were a genius wouldn't necessarily be good for the Mu family.
Mo Xiao was surprised, his eyes filled with respect. "In that case, don’t blame this old man for being merciless…" With that, he walked toward Mu Xiaolin.
"N-no don’t, I-I’ll talk! It was me! I did it all!" Mu Xiaolin didn’t want to become an idiot. He could clearly sense that this old man intended to destroy him completely. He couldn’t be ruined, absolutely not!
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