Li Yuntang had no interest in whether Bai Handan was dead or alive; however, as Old Qin requested his attention, he reluctantly continued listening, "You mean..."
"I suspect that Bai Handan might be dead," Old Qin, clearly anxious, fiddled with the bead string in his hands, his aged face showing rare signs of distress. "I've known Old Bai for so many years, his most cherished treasure has been that girl. If something really happened to Bai Handan, that old guy could do anything."
"Are you worried that Mr. Bai, due to his daughter's death, might take his anger out on Qin Jingyi?" As Li Yuntang began to grasp Old Qin's implication, he found it absurd and said indifferently, "I used to know Bai Handan; I'm somewhat familiar with her personality. She definitely wouldn't be so fragile as to commit suicide over some idle gossip. Even if she did unfortunately fall into the sea, it's likely just an accident."
