Su Qiao calmly pointed at the bamboo in the center of the camp. "I only cut down a bamboo stalk to make a bow and arrow for hunting and self-defense. Is that a problem?"
Cui Hu sneered. "Who can testify for you?"
Su Qiao folded her arms across her chest, looking completely unruffled.
"No one can testify for me. However, the bamboo grove where I cut these stalks isn't particularly close to here. You can go see for yourselves."
"Besides, He Xiaolan and I didn't know each other before, and we haven't had any grudges or conflicts of interest recently. Why would I hurt her?"
Song Yaqin snorted coldly. "Who knows whether you had a grudge against her?"
"Maybe you were afraid she'd steal someone from you?"
Everyone knew exactly who she was referring to.
However, they didn't find that very convincing.
Su Qiao's protection of and reconciliation with Han Feng had been witnessed by everyone these past few days.
Su Qiao glanced at her without showing her the slightest courtesy. "I think you're asking for a beating."
"I haven't even said anything about you yet."
"Your relationship with the people behind this incident is unclear. Who knows whether you joined forces with them and started secretly killing us?"
"After all, to you, this is nothing more than a fun and thrilling game."
Song Yaqin hadn't expected her to bring this up again. She was furious, resentful, and anxious.
"Don't slander me! I already told you, I don't know the people behind this at all. If I really had anything to do with them, would I have made such a mess of myself?"
Su Qiao sneered. "So you do know what slander sounds like!"
Cui Hu turned toward Su Qiao, a chill surfacing in his eyes. "But among all of