The Marquis Wu'an finally managed to rush in front of Lin Shuo. Just as the man was about to pull out a dagger, the Marquis grabbed his wrist like a steel clamp.
Madam Hou also hurried over, looking at Lin Shuo helplessly, "Shuo'er, Shuo'er, what should we do, what should we do—"
The Marquis Wu'an forcefully twisted the man's wrist, and with a "crack" sound, the man screamed and let go.
Jiang Youzhi, who was not far away, quickly came over to support Lin Shuo.
Madam Hou suddenly grabbed the man's arm and shook it forcefully, shouting with a hoarse voice, "It was me who killed her!"
"I killed your sister! If you want revenge, come for me. Why are you targeting my Shuo'er?"
The man's wrist seemed to have been broken by the Marquis Wu'an. He was holding his right wrist with his left hand, his face twisted in pain, sweat the size of beans rolling down his forehead, letting Madam Hou shake him.
