Lian Xing asked through gritted teeth, itching to personally carry a sword to cut down the one who caused his mother to suffer such pain.

But Lin Mengya shook her head with some regret after thinking about it.

"There are too many people handling this matter, and it's been fifteen years, so even if there were clues, they would have been eliminated long ago. It's too difficult to pursue it now."

Hearing her words, Lian Xing heavily whacked his head, remorseful.

"Now ...