Feng Yuanlin rushed to the scene with his men. When he took a good look at the bedroom and the bloody flesh and intestines of the Yuan woman, Feng Yuanlin, who was used to seeing dead people, sucked in a cold breath of air.
Seeing Shuyan sitting calmly on the side and waiting for them, Feng Yuanlin was filled with questions. For example, how did that Yuan woman die? Why was Shuyan here in the middle of the night? And what on earth happened in this room?
Although Shuyan had told him that something would happen to that Yuan woman in the next few days, Feng Yuanlin was still flustered at this event tonight.
Compared with Feng Yuanlin's anxiety, Chi Shuyan was calm. She yawned and said, "Brother Feng, I'll leave this to you. My husband is still waiting for me at home. I have to go back first. I'll explain the matter to you tomorrow."
