Duke An watched his granddaughter leave, unsure of what he was feeling. Her temper, it seemed, had barely changed at all; she just became more methodical in her speech and actions. If she had been this decisive from the beginning, grasping the essence of things, who knows how his Duke's Mansion would be now.
If she had been allowed to beat Maternal Aunt Liu to death that year, would his son have gone mad?
Facing a barrage of criticism and intimidation from his daughter, Ye Hongyang, pale with fright, looked dumbly toward Duke An.
Duke An said irritably, "What's the use of looking at me? You'd better go back and talk to your Maternal Aunt Liu. If the Xinyan of back then had someone strangle her, who on earth would dare kill a granddaughter of Duke An and a niece of Marquis Zhongyong to make up for the life of a concubine? The Xinyan of today is no longer that naive child; you all had better watch out."
