Madam Xu looked at Wu Changxian and said coldly with a mocking smile, "Lord Wu, If you want to close the case, you need to capture Duke Xu. If I didn't know the truth, I would have been kept in the dark for the rest of my life."
There was nothing more sorrowful than being lied to by someone closest to you. Madam Xu laughed sinisterly. "I can't vent my anger even after digging up that grave. I want to dig up all the Xu family's ancestral graves and burn their bones to ashes to vent the hatred in my heart."
Wu Changxian still refused to accept Madam Xu's words. "Duke Xu died of illness. You were by his side every day until he died. How could he fake his death?"
Madam Xu was stunned, and her face instantly turned pale. She stared at Wu Changxian and said fiercely, "Impossible, he must still be alive!"
Otherwise, why would his son be tormented by illness all these years?