"Mr. Ye, why did you kill them?" Lord Qingmu's demeanor remained gentle, as if he were casually discussing daily routines like drinking water or eating.
Noticing their attitude, Su Changfeng found it increasingly perplexing. The situation before him was nothing like he imagined; Qingmu showed no signs of anger, and though the other two looked at him with hostility, it was apparent they too were suppressing their inner fury.
This is strange, isn't it possible that even after his confession and the corpses being unearthed, they still don't intend to hold him accountable?
"They barged into my house late at night and tried to attack me. Shouldn't I have the right to retaliate?" Su Changfeng spoke lightly, a sentence that could be considered an explanation.
Indeed, Su Changfeng wasn't wrong. If they hadn't forced their way in at midnight, he certainly wouldn't have had the intention to kill. In a sense, they were courting death.
