Chapter 1218: Chapter 1218: Confrontation

Song Jinyan finally couldn’t bear it any longer, his eyes shot a trace of cold light as he looked at his grandfather, “Grandfather, how can there be so many coincidences in the world? Investigating Su Xuewen and the family that raised Song Jiaming, it’s not hard to make clear the connection between them.”

At this point, Song Jinyan couldn’t even bring himself to call him uncle.

Old Master Xu Song’s face became unspeakably ugly.

“Why?” Song Jinyan asked weakly.

Why do this?

Why not admit it?

Old Master Xu Song’s body suddenly swayed, and he almost stumbled to the ground, his complexion ashen and terrifying. Song Jinyan hurried forward to support him, feeling slightly guilty for pressing too hard.

“How can I admit it now?” After who knows how long, Old Master Xu Song sat in a chair, bracing himself on the tabletop, and asked with a voice hoarse and aged, “Do you know how Jiaming’s leg became crippled? Do you know why Su Xuewen… why Su Xuewen died?”

Song Jinyan had long known that it was Su Xuewen who had crippled Song Jiaming’s leg. Originally, he couldn’t be bothered with his second uncle’s affairs and even sided with Su Xuewen. Now that he had investigated the truth, he only felt that Su Xuewen had been too lenient. If it had been him, he would have killed Song Jiaming long ago.

However, what his grandfather said next shocked Song Jinyan inexplicably.

“Could it be you?” If that were the case, it would be unimaginable to him. Su Xuewen was his blood second uncle, Old Master Xu Song’s own son…

This… what kind of sin had the Song family committed?

Old Master Xu Song shook his head. Facing his most beloved grandson, he felt there was nothing left to hide after being pushed to this point. This matter had weighed on his heart, suffocating him, drowning him in countless nights of guilt, self-blame, and agony.

The Iron-blooded General also had his vulnerabilities, and sometimes Old Master Xu Song couldn’t help but wonder if he had killed too many people in his youth, or if the carnage had been too great, causing such retribution.

“Grandfather, this isn’t true, is it?” Song Jinyan suddenly stepped back, his handsome face now pale as paper.

Old Master Xu Song closed his eyes, remaining silent for a long time, unable to dare look into his grandson’s eyes at that moment.

“Grandfather, speak to me.” Song Jinyan believed his conjecture and the clues investigated from Clear Water County were chilling and repugnant enough.

The entire village were accomplices, hiding half a century of hideous crimes.

For the first twenty years, they enjoyed the gifts of gratitude from the Song family; for the next twenty, they enjoyed money and material rewards from Su Xuewen.

After Su Xuewen died, they continued to extort his daughter, calculating to such an extent. If it hadn’t been for Su Xuewen’s arrangement for Zhou Hengyang to become a live-in son-in-law before his death, not even a trace of his seven sisters would have remained.

And all of this originated from the initial switch; how could they live with themselves?

Song Jinyan prided himself on not being a good person, but he absolutely couldn’t do something like this.

After what seemed like an eternity, Old Master Xu Song finally opened his eyes, his aged gaze filled with depth and a heavy darkness that was impenetrable.

“It was your second uncle; your grandmother helped him with the aftermath.”

“My grandmother… my grandmother, out of guilt, she was most fond of my second uncle…” Song Jinyan finally understood why his grandfather did what he had done.

Since it had come to this, Old Master Xu Song simply spilled everything, “Your second uncle knew his true identity. Either he had memories from when he was young, or he had secretly been in contact with that side. So when he encountered Xuewen at Research Institute 571 and found himself always falling short, that’s when his heart…”