"I killed him. I killed Jiang Zemin."
Jiang Weiyuan confessed to his crime, completely unfazed. There was no trace of panic or guilt in his eyes. In fact, his gaze burned in inexplicable fury as darkness consumed his black irises. His demeanor turned icy just by the thought of Jiang Zemin that crossed his mind.
"B-big brother…" Jiang Xiurang was still in disbelief as she stared at him.
Jiang Weizhe slightly stiffened and ever so slowly turned to look at him. "So it was really you…"
"I guess you knew about it."
His lips straightened into a thin line. "It was odd. The way he died. Almost too similar to how his father died of a heart attack."
