The rain poured down, showing signs of getting even heavier.
Inside the thatched hut, Qin Fang asked politely.
The middle-aged man on the ground struggled to prop himself up. His heart had been pierced, yet he hadn't died instantly.
Hearing Qin Fang's question, he spoke, his voice hoarse and broken. "It was you... who killed Wang Hu?"
'Wang Hu?'
Qin Fang's expression immediately darkened, his gaze fixed on the man.
'...This wasn't what I thought.'
'They weren't after Wang Hu's money... They came specifically for Wang Hu!'
'But that's very strange!'
He had already gotten the details about Wang Hu's family from his senior brother. Wang Hu was the strongest in his family, the pillar of their entire clan.
When news of Wang Hu's death had first spread, his family was immediately targeted for revenge by old enemies. Even Wang Hu's wife had been raped and murdered, yet no one had stepped up to avenge him.
'But now...'
