"Long Ao, I have a question for you. How did you acquire this residence?"
Long Ao knew perfectly well what the twenty men intended, but he appeared completely calm on the surface.
"I bought it from Old Drunkard for thirty-five thousand Beast Pills."
Long Ao didn't hide this fact in the slightest. After all, the City of Sin kept records, making it impossible to lie. It was better to be truthful now than to deal with the trouble of being found out later.
Thirty-five thousand Beast Pills?
Of course, none of them believed him. You couldn't buy a residence here without several hundred thousand Beast Pills.
Besides, this was Yu Wenhui's residence. Old Drunkard couldn't possibly have had the authority to sell the property. 'What in the world happened here?'
Although they didn't know what had transpired, the twenty men had a feeling that Yu Wenhui's death was inextricably linked to the person standing before them.
