"Go ahead," Bai Wanwan bluntly interrupted her near-hysterical shrieking. A cold, mocking smile touched her lips, but the amusement never reached her eyes.
Her gaze was as sharp as an ice pick, piercing straight through to the deepest fear and hypocrisy in Lan Yi's heart. "Go on, tell him right now. Let's see if he believes you—his 'Wife' who spews nothing but lies, conspired with outsiders, and was cruel enough to try and kill her own daughter—or if he believes me, the daughter who awakened the Flood Dragon Clan's Life Tree and has his, Jiao Yuan's, undeniable blood flowing through my veins!"
'This body truly belonged to the original owner.' The resonance and brilliant light from the Life Tree that day was a miracle witnessed by every member of the Flood Dragon Clan—irrefutable proof, more convincing than any scent of kinship!
Bai Wanwan just standing there was in itself the most powerful refutation of all Lan Yi's accusations.
