"Young Master Shi, words must be backed by evidence. Who can prove that your father and Elder Qiu died at Mr. Jiang's hands? Even if we take a step back and assume that Mr. Jiang did kill them, it's only because your father and Elder Qiu dared to provoke the tiger, which means they deserved their fate!"
Facing Shi Lang's angry curses, Zhu Ge Yuheng still spoke calmly.
"Damn your ancestors! Zhu Ge Yuheng, you still dare to pretend with me? You were there that night, you and that bastard Jiang Feng are just the same, you share in the blame for my father and Elder Qiu's deaths, and you won't escape. Sooner or later, I'll make you pay for this!" Shi Lang shouted angrily.
Zhu Ge Yuheng remained expressionless, given his status and position, there was no need for him to waste words with a stray dog.
