"It's that bastard. Why did he kill my mother? Why? My mother is so good and kind. How did she offend him? Bastard, bastard, I want to tear him apart."
Zhong Yong saw his master through the tears flowing out of his eyes, and his roar was deafening. He gritted his teeth so hard that blood was pouring out of the corners of his eyes. If he could not find Qiu Yongkang, he would not be able to vent his hatred. He could not go to Aunt Qiu and the others to settle the score either. Zhong Yong was about to explode from holding it in.
"How do you know it's him?"
Su Qing didn't understand. Godmother and Qiu Yongkang didn't interact much; could it be that she saw him colluding with a spy? He feared the matter would be exposed, so he killed his godmother?
"Yongkang's cousin told me."
