C167 The past

Under the tense scrutiny of all those present, Ye Tian stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his eyes betraying no emotion, as still as an ancient well.

"It's not for you to decide whether I go or not!"

His voice was firm, and then his expression suddenly hardened.

"Tell me, what really happened back then? How did my mother die?"

Ye Tian's piercing gaze caused Lin Zhong to wince