After speaking, without waiting for Gu Zhiqi and Su Yunling to open their mouths, Ling Yilin lowered his head and strode straight into the ancestral hall.
Up to this moment, he still wished to believe that Ling Muyan was the murderer.
Only, he also knew that since Su Yunling had personally led a team to arrest her, he must already have conclusive evidence in hand.
Whether he was willing or not, he had to believe it.
He just didn't understand why Ling Muyan would do such a thing.
As soon as Ling Yilin stepped into the ancestral hall, he caught sight of Ling Muyan.
Ling Muyan had her back to him, kneeling straight in the middle of the ancestral hall, her back ramrod straight, like a stalk of upright green bamboo.
Ling Yilin's steps faltered slightly, and he stared at Ling Muyan's back for a long time.
His lips moved several times, but he couldn't make a sound.
In the end, it was Ling Muyan who spoke first. "Has Senior Brother Yilin come?"
