C738 He Was a Spy

The room echoed with Junxuan's furious outburst, while Xiuchuan stood quietly, watching his frantic mother. Junxuan, already frail, collapsed to the floor after her outburst, her white dress now dust-streaked, hair disheveled—a stark contrast to the composed lady of the house she usually was.

Xiuchuan just watched, neither offering support nor speaking a word.

"Why..