Zheng San had indeed been dishonest at first; not a single word out of his mouth had been true.
But after Da Bao jabbed him three times in nonfatal vital spots with his claws, every word out of his mouth became the truth.
Chu Danqing also learned the truth from him.
That morning, Zheng San had been about to slaughter pigs when a panicked woman suddenly ran in.
She called herself Jin Niang, a plaything Marquis Anle had gifted to the prefect.
Unable to endure the torment any longer, she had taken advantage of the banquet at the prefect's residence that day to gather her gold, silver, and valuables and flee.
But she had been discovered before she got far, leaving her with no choice but to hide in Zheng San's butcher shop.
The moment Zheng San heard the circumstances and saw Jin Niang's graceful figure,
he immediately harbored wicked intentions, but Jin Niang refused him.
In the chaos, Zheng San chopped off Jin Niang's neck with a single slash.
Just as he was wondering how to deal with it, the Scholar happened to come by to buy a pig's head for ancestor worship.
Seeing the head on the floor, Zheng San thought he might as well have the Scholar dispose of it for him.
When Chu Danqing heard that, he was utterly dumbfounded. What kind of thought process was that?
You killed someone, then had a stranger dump the body for you? Wouldn't that stranger report you on the spot?
All one could say was that humanity's diversity truly came in every possible variety.
After doing that, Zheng San heard the next day that the Scholar had been arrested.
Naturally, he had spent every day in restless fear, yet he had never expected the Scholar to be sentenced to