As Zhao Yifei thought this, the smile on his face only grew. "Why are you staring at me like that? Did I say anything wrong? Aren't you a murderer? If you're not a murderer, then how did you know that my mother was a murderer back then? You even used her to deal with Zhao Youlin and that b*tch from the Zhao family. Isn't it because the two of you are of the same kind and are closer to each other than others?"
Zhao Youming was shocked. He never thought that Zhao Yifei would find out about what he had done before. However, he quickly returned to his normal state, at least on the surface.
"What did you say? I don't understand. Your mother clearly brought this on herself. She's a habitual murderer. How could she blame others?"
Zhao Yifei sneered, "I'll return these words to you."
