"Her grandfather, Baili Yang, once lived in Bei Miao for a while, and I am still investigating her relationship with Bei Miao."
Mu Xiaojiu stood with his back to Bei Tianyou; no one could see the expression on his face.
"The blood of the Bei Family people is very special. Although I do not fully understand it, I have heard that it can save lives."
He took Baili Xia's small hand and gently held it in his palm: "I would not have come to you if it were not absolutely necessary."
"However, this is our family's business, and I do not feel the need to explain anything to you. As for the debt of gratitude I owe you, I will definitely repay it in the future."
Bei Tianyou touched his nose and didn't speak.
If Mr. Xiaojiu said so, it was their family's business, indeed not something outsiders should interfere with.
He had some impression of Baili Yang, though not too deep.
