Xie Wanwan sensed something was wrong and told A Xu to sheath his sword. The old man in front of her was reacting too strongly to the painting.

This painting was not by any famous artist, and apart from her father and Zhang Tian, ​​no one knew its significance or value.

Even during a house raid, it wasn't considered a valuable painting and was abandoned in a secret room.

"Uncle, do you recognize this painting? Could you be Zhang Tian?"

Zhang Tian didn't expect that his nervousness would expose his identity. He couldn't let people know his identity, especially these rich people.

"I...I'm not Zhang Tian. Tell me quickly, where did you get this painting? Did you steal it?"

This man was erratic, his eyes sometimes clear and sometimes blurry. He didn't even ask who Zhang Tian was, but directly denied that he was Zhang Tian.

Having been in the business world for some time, it's not difficult for them to judge people.

Xie Wanwan took out the original scroll she was holding and showed it to the old man in front of her. Although the scroll was old, it had been well taken care of by her father.

"The original painting is with me; it's a painting from my father's collection."

Xie Wanwan did not name names, only saying that it was her father's painting. If the person in front of her was really Zhang Tian, ​​then he would definitely know who she was.

After gazing at the painting for a long time, Zhang Tian lowered his head, shrugged, and hunched his back, tears streaming down his face, his disheveled white hair obscuring half his face.

"It's my fault, it's my fault. I didn't know it would turn out like this. I'm so sorry to the Xie family..."

When Xie Wanwan heard him mention the Xie family, her heart tightened. Was he Zhang Tian? Did he know what had happened?

Who is behind the Xie family's affairs, and why did the Xie family end up on the path of destruction?

"Uncle, you! You know the Xie family? Are you Zhang Tian?"

It took Zhang Tian a while to catch his breath. He stared at Xie Wanwan and noticed that the girl wearing a veil seemed to be the right age.

"You are Wanwan, you are still alive, it's good that you're alive, it's good that you're alive..."

If this person knows her name, then she must not have contacted the wrong person.

"Let's go back and talk."

Zhang Tian walked in front, with Xie Wanwan and A Xu following behind him. The three of them returned to the small courtyard they had just been in.

This time, Zhang Tian invited them into the thatched hut. The place was simple and cluttered, and could only be described as a place to shelter from the wind and rain.

As soon as he entered, Zhang Tian knelt down in front of Xie Wanwan. He felt guilty and had no face to appear in front of the Xie family again.

"Wanwan, it's my fault. I've let the Xie family down. I deserve to die. I should have died long ago..."

Xie Wanwan also knelt down and helped Zhang Tian up.

“Uncle Zhang, my father is not the murderer of Miss Jiang at all, right? He never went to a place like Miaoge Tower in his entire life, and he would never go there when he got old.”

Xie Quan said that her father went there to help a friend with something, but only Zhang Tian could tell her the details.

Zhang Tian did not get up. He was only forty-nine years old, but his hair was already completely white.

"It's all because of me. If it weren't for me, the Xie family wouldn't have suffered this calamity..."

The Xie family was originally a family of high-ranking officials. Xie Tingzhi dedicated his life to the country and its people. He only became close to Xie Tingzhi because of the favor he had shown in saving Xie Shangshu.

But for his daughter's sake, he had no choice. The only official he knew was Xie Tingzhi, and he wanted Xie Tingzhi to help him.

But he never expected things to turn out this way. He thought Xie Tingzhi was the Minister of Personnel, and helping him resolve this matter would be a simple matter of lifting a finger.

But the waters behind it were too deep, so deep that no one in the Xie family could escape.

If he hadn't sought Xie Tingzhi's help back then, perhaps his family would be fine, and he would still be the Minister of Personnel in the imperial court.

"Uncle Zhang, do you know the truth? Tell me!"

So many people have already died, Zhang Tian really didn't want Xie Wanwan to take any more risks; she had barely escaped with her life.

"I'm sorry to the Xie family for this, Wanwan, don't ask anymore. You can't fight them. Even if you know the truth, you'll only be angry, and you might even lose your life."

You are Minister Xie's daughter, and his only living bloodline. He doesn't want anything to happen to you again.

This matter must be very serious, otherwise Zhang Tian wouldn't have given up so easily. What could it be that even his own father couldn't accomplish?

No matter how difficult the road ahead, Xie Wanwan is determined to clear the Xie family's name and will not give up easily.

"Uncle Zhang, it's too late. If you don't tell me, I won't even know who my enemy is."

They'll find out about me soon. You're not helping me, you're hurting me.

How could that be? As long as Xie Wanwan doesn't investigate and lives in anonymity, there will be no danger.

"Uncle Zhang, to tell you the truth, I must seek justice for the Xie family."

Even if you don't tell me, I will investigate myself, just like my father did back then. I will investigate the death of Miss Jiang, as well as Miaogelou and the people behind it.

My father's death is inevitably linked to these things, and I will naturally uncover the truth behind them one by one.

But you keep saying that the Xie family became like this because of you, yet you're hiding it from me.

It's been over a year since the Xie family's house was raided, and people are still searching for something there. If I'm not mistaken, this thing is fatal to them.

Xie Wanwan spoke earnestly, making her determination clear: regardless of whether Zhang Tian revealed the truth or not, she would not give up on doing this.

She took the painting and pushed it towards Zhang Tian, ​​saying, "Uncle Zhang, this painting was found in my father's secret room. The Xie family mansion was dug up from head to toe."

When we went in to search, we even killed a guard. This must have made their backers extremely anxious; they might seal off the city and investigate me within two days.”

Upon hearing Xie Wanwan's words, Zhang Tian, ​​looking old and frail, asked with extreme anxiety, "Then... what should we do?"

"Uncle Zhang, things have reached a point where it's no longer a matter of me getting away and everything being fine."

But now, I don't even know who my real enemy is. If you truly care about me, please tell me what happened back then.

Zhang Tian didn't want Xie Wanwan to be in danger, but things were truly beyond repair. He could only try to give Xie Wanwan a glimmer of hope, since that person was too powerful.

Zhang Tian glanced at A Xu and pointed at him, saying, "Wanwan, I'll tell you whatever you want to know, but as for him, make him leave."

Ah Xu doesn't look like an ordinary person at all. He knows martial arts, so it's hard to guarantee that he's not an enemy spy or that this matter involves his interests.

Zhang Tian now trusts no one except Xie Wanwan; anyone could be his enemy.