Du Wuxu added, "Yinji is your wife, and the two of you even have a daughter. If you do not give us an explanation, how are we supposed to believe this is not a scheme you and your wife set up together?"
Wu Chang watched coldly from the sidelines. Aside from explaining the situation at the beginning, he said nothing more, simply watching Du Wuxu and Lan Daolin pressure him. Yet his stance was obvious enough; otherwise, he would not have exposed this matter.
Luo Qiu's face darkened. He knew very well that now the secret had been laid bare, and someone of his standing had been killed over such a grave matter. An explanation had to be given.
Precisely because someone of his standing had been killed, he felt threatened as well. He knew exactly what Yinji wanted to do. What else could a person who would give up even her own life for the Fox Clan possibly want?
At last, his gaze swept toward Wu Chang. "Are you certain she is still alive?"
Wu Chang countered, "What do you think?" The implication was clear: you knew the answer yourself.
Luo Qiu said, "You had better not be setting some trap for me."
Lan Daolin said, "Hand your daughter over to us, and we will settle this matter. What trap could there be? That lovestruck daughter of yours—aside from being lovestruck, what use is she? We truly would not make things difficult for her."
Though that was what he said, Luo Qiu treasured his daughter precisely because she was simple-minded and had no interest whatsoever in fighting for power and profit.
Humans were social creatures; no one liked being utterly alone. People who had reached Luo Qiu's position liked simple people, much as old men liked the children in