Dylan frowned and said nothing.
Ling Cuo asked in confusion, "Uncle, what kind of people were grandma and grandpa really? Why does mom say there's only grandma's remains on the island and not grandpa's? Where is grandpa's body?"
"When Viana Island was destroyed back then, I didn't see him." Dylan looked into the distance, "Don't ask about this question again, especially not about Viana; just treat it as a legend."
"But it's not a legend! You, mom, and Mrs. Xiao are all real! Plus, there's the Tarot Gemstone..."
"Ling Cuo! It's all in the past! Don't bring it up again!"
"Uncle!"
"I said! Don't bring it up again! Especially not in front of your mother! Don't forget, your father Ling Tian'ao is deep enemies with us as well! What's been buried, why dig it up again?"
Dylan clearly didn't want to say more and turned to stride into the house.
Xia Zhisu and Gu Xiaomo were chatting and laughing, munching on pine nuts.
