He initially didn't want to speak!
Only because Ling Tian'ao was indeed his biological brother! And since he was also part of the Ling Family, he couldn't entirely dissociate himself from the massacre of Viana, so naturally, he didn't want others to know.
Xia Zhisu's face was deathly pale, her palm pierced through by Ling Yue's knife, at this moment, fresh red blood was flowing.
Her uninjured hand grasped the wrist of the other hand.
Xia Zhisu raised her eyes to look at Ling Tian'ao and asked him, "What blood type is your mother?"
Upon hearing Xia Zhisu's question, Ling Yue covered the wound on his waist, pointing his gun at the two of them, yet he did not shoot!
Seeing Ling Tian'ao's anxious panic, he was extremely satisfied.
"It's type P blood... but that doesn't necessarily mean she was from Viana! Even if she was! How can Ling Yue's words be trusted!" Ling Tian'ao was so anxious that his heart was about to leap out.
A vendetta of extermination, a vendetta of matricide!
