Huang Dahua cried and begged Fang Yi, but there were no tears at all; it was all an act.
Fang Yi looked at the baby Huang Dahua raised in front of him, took it over, and then coldly asked, "What did you give the child to eat? Why hasn't the child woken up yet?"
"Well..."
The two of them mumbled, as neither dared to speak.
"Hmm?"
Fang Yi's face darkened, and his tone was heavier, indicating that he was a bit unhappy.
"It was him! It was him who told us to do this!" Huang Dahua suddenly pointed at Brother Ping, who was lying on the ground with broken limbs, and shouted.
"Is that so?" Fang Yi held the child and said, "I'm asking what you gave the child to eat, not who instructed you. You're confusing the main issue here."
The man hesitated, but Huang Dahua spoke first: "Sleeping... sleeping pills!"
"What?!" Fang Yi suddenly exclaimed.
