"What? Bai Ling? No way? Who will give this away properly?"

"It's no wonder the old general is angry, and no one can stand it. What the hell is Murong Hai doing?"

"..."

Everyone was whispering, some not knowing why.

The hot atmosphere just now cooled down quickly.

"Third brother, why did you give this thing? Could it be that you took it by mistake?" Murong Shan frowned.

"Third brother! Take the quick stuff back, don't let others laugh at you!" Murong Cheng shouted.

On the day of the birthday banquet, giving such an unlucky thing is not a deliberate attempt to cause misfortune?

"It seems that Father is not satisfied with my gift."

Ignoring the strange looks from the people around him, Murong Hai carefully picked up the white silk, patted the dust on it, and said with a smile: "This white silk was once used by my wife, and I kept it for five years. Just to give it to you, father, one day..."

As soon as these words came out, the whole place was in an uproar.

Especially the Murong family disciples, their expressions changed drastically and their hair stood on end.

That incident back then had almost become a taboo, and no one dared to mention it.

They originally thought that Murong Hai returned today to change his mind and reunite with his family, but no one expected that the other party would bring up old matters again.

"Third brother! What nonsense are you talking about? Why are you bringing this up?"

Murong Shan scolded angrily, and at the same time pleaded with Murong Zhenguo: "Dad, the third brother is probably drunk. You must not be the same as him."

"If I don't tell you, what happened back then didn't happen?"

Murong Hai continued to smile and said: "Father, I don't know if you still remember, it was you who forced my wife to death, it was you who caused her to hang herself, and she was separated from me forever."

"So, today you are not here to celebrate your birthday, but to raise a question?"

Murong Zhenguo's face looked a little uncertain.

"I just want to seek justice for my deceased wife."

Murong Hai's smile slowly faded: "Father, if you repent and admit your mistakes for your actions back then, I can consider forgiving you."

"Murong Hai! You are so presumptuous!"

Murong Shan finally couldn't bear it any longer, slapped Murong Hai on the face abruptly, and cursed: "Today is Dad's birthday party, I won't allow you to behave wildly here, I order you to apologize to Dad immediately!"

"Apologize?"

Murong Hai smiled, gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said calmly: "Murong Zhenguo harmed my wife, ruined my life, and pushed me into eternal hell. You actually want me to apologize? Is it appropriate?"

"Dad didn't do anything wrong back then, it's your own fault, don't be obsessed with it anymore, just kneel down and admit your mistake!" Murong Shan was a little anxious.

If it continues like this, it will definitely not end in the end.

"Brother, you are still the same, always submissive, Murong Zhenguo glared, and you were so frightened that you fell silent. You are really hopeless." Murong Hai shook his head.

"You...you are so stubborn! I must teach you a lesson today!" JrNovels.com