âDid not participate?â
These four words sounded particularly harsh in the damp basement.
Zhou Huai controlled Moria, his silver eyes showing no ripple.
He just quietly looked at the man on the ground, who was like a pile of mud.
Luo Ming clearly wasn't telling the truth.
That curse power, originating from the same source, was irrefutable evidence that couldn't be faked.
âI donât have much patience.â
Moriaâs voice rang out calmly.
âBefore I brought you here, I had already done enough investigation.â
âThis is your last chance to tell the truth.â
âEvery word you say next will determine whether you die, or live a life worse than death.â
A cold killing intent, like a tangible blade, pressed against Luo Mingâs throat.
Luo Ming swallowed with difficulty, the madness and wantonness on his face finally receding a little.
He could feel that the man in front of him wasn't joking.
He really would kill him.
And in an extremely cruel way.
After a long silence, he finally spoke again, his voice hoarse.
âIâm telling the truth.â
âI truly didnât personally participate in that matter.â
He raised his head, meeting Moriaâs emotionless eyes, a hint of complexity flashing in his own.
âThe one who actually did it was my brother.â
Brother?
Zhou Huaiâs movement paused almost imperceptibly.
This answer was completely unexpected.
Luo Ming seemed to sense his confusion, and pulled at the corner of his mouth, revealing a self-mocking bitter smile.
He suddenly changed the subject.
âBefore you ask the next question, can you... get me some wine?â
âAs long as I have wine, I promise to tell you everything I know.â
Zhou Huai was a little speechless.
This guy was already a prisoner, yet he was still thinking about drinking.
However, looking at his sincere expression, he didnât seem to be playing tricks.
Zhou Huai waved towards the door.
Soon, a member of the Eternal Night Guild quickly walked in, carrying two bottles of strong liquor, and placed them in front of Luo Ming.
Luo Mingâs eyes instantly lit up as he saw the two familiar brands.
He struggled to move his body. Since both of his arms were broken, he could only lower his head with difficulty, bite the cap of one bottle with his teeth, and then sharply flick his head.
With a âbang,â the bottle cap was opened in an almost acrobatic manner.
The rich aroma of alcohol instantly filled the air.
He held the bottle in his mouth and tilted his head back.
âGulp! Gulp!â
The cold liquor burned its way down his throat and into his stomach.
Like a traveler who had been thirsty for days, he greedily guzzled down the entire bottle of strong liquor.
After a loud burp, he opened the second bottle in the same way.
With two bottles of wine down, an unnatural flush finally appeared on Luo Mingâs pale face.
He let out a long sigh, a satisfied smile on his face.
âThat feels good.â
Zhou Huai waited until he had completely calmed down before speaking again, his voice cold.
âYouâve finished the wine.â
âNow tell me.â
âWhat exactly happened five years ago?â
The alcohol seemed to open Luo Mingâs floodgates.
He leaned against the cold wall, his eyes a little dazed, lost in a brief memory.
A moment later, he slowly spoke.
âFive years ago, that attack on the Zhou Family...â
âI truly didnât participate.â
âBecause that wasnât an attack at all.â
âIt was nothing more than a farce orchestrated by the Zhou Family themselves.â
Luo Mingâs voice wasnât loud, but it exploded in Zhou Huaiâs mind like a clap of thunder.
Self-orchestrated?
Zhou Huaiâs brows instantly furrowed into a âriverâ shape.
âYouâre saying... that attack was planned by the Zhou Family themselves?â
âThatâs right.â
Luo Ming nodded, a hint of sarcasm on his face.
âThe reason is simple.â
âAt that time, the Zhou Family, for some unknown stroke of luck, got connected with the Imperial City Liu Family.â
âThe Liu Family also intended to marry their recently divorced eldest daughter, Liu Yuru, to Zhou Feng.â
âA strong alliance, what a perfect script.â
âItâs just a pity, a small accident occurred in the script.â
âZhou Feng had a wife at that time.â
Luo â đđšđŻđđ„đąđ đĄđ â Ming sneered and continued.
âHow could the eldest daughter of the Liu Family share a husband with someone else?â
âSo the Zhou Family tried every possible means to make Zhou Feng divorce his original wife.â
âWho would have thought that his wife was a complete love-struck fool, and refused no matter what.â
âIf soft tactics didnât work, then they could only resort to hard ones.â
âSo, the Zhou Family planned that attack, preparing for a staged accidental death.â
âBut no one expected that Zhou Fengâs precious son was also in the car at the time.â
âCarelessly, even the son was sacrificed.â
At this point, Luo Ming actually laughed gleefully.
âWhat a karma!â
Upon hearing this, Moriaâs face still showed no trace of emotion.
But his hands, hanging at his sides, were already tightly clenched into fists, his knuckles white from the effort.
If what Luo Ming said was true.
Then everything made sense.
No wonder, less than half a year after his motherâs death, Liu Yuru married into the Zhou Family with great fanfare.
It turned out that it was a conspiracy planned long ago.
No wonder the Zhou Family never conducted any in-depth investigation into that so-called âattack,â letting it go unresolved.
Because the perpetrators were themselves.
Just because his mother refused to divorce.
Just because his mother hindered the marriage alliance between the Zhou Family and the Liu Family.
So, they chose to ruthlessly kill, without hesitation.
Even their own flesh and blood could be treated as sacrifices, cast aside like dirt.
Zhou Huai suddenly remembered the ambush he encountered after Ye Xiâs birthday party.
Thinking about it now, that was probably also the work of the Zhou Family.
Because he had ruined Lu Qi and Ye Xiâs engagement.
He had blocked their path.
An uncontrollable rage, like a volcano, burned wildly in Zhou Huaiâs chest.
At this moment, his entire body trembled slightly from this extreme anger.
Good!
What a Zhou Family!
What ruthless hearts!
Anyone who stood in their way, no matter who, even blood relatives, they would mercilessly eliminate!
Zhou Huai took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the surging killing intent in his heart.
Now was not the time for anger.
He still had the most crucial question to clarify.
He looked at Luo Ming again, his voice hoarse from extreme suppression.
âThereâs still one thing that doesnât make sense.â
âIf everything was done by the Zhou Family themselves.â
âThen what about the curse power on Zhou Huai?â
âWhat role did your brother play in this farce?â
Luo Ming burped, his eyes becoming even more hazy.
âMy brother?â
âHe... merely lent the Zhou Family a small hand.â
âA small hand?â
âYes.â
Luo Ming nodded.
âBecause you might not know.â
âIn that attack, according to the Zhou Familyâs plan, almost everyone in the car was supposed to die.â
âExcept for Zhou Fengâs ungrateful wife...â
He paused, raised his head, and grinned, revealing a strange smile.
âHis son, Zhou Huai... actually also died.â
As soon as these words were uttered.
Zhou Huaiâs entire brain felt as if it had been struck by a thunderbolt, instantly going blank.
He controlled Moria, who abruptly stood up from the chair.
The light in the entire basement seemed to dim slightly because of his movement.
He walked step by step, slowly, to Luo Mingâs front, his massive shadow completely enveloping the other man.
His voice was hoarse and dry, as it had never been before.
âWait a moment.â
âYou just said...â
âIn that attack... that Zhou Huai also died?â