When Zhou Ji mentioned the killer who had murdered his son, Zhou Yikuan, everyone present instinctively turned to look at Ning Wangshu.
Luo Shuqing was trembling with rage. She laughed instead of getting angrier. "Good. Very good!"
"So you dare threaten to raze the City Lord's Mansion and wipe us all out!"
Her voice was icy, her face murderous as she fixed Zhou Ji with a cold stare. "Today, I'd like to see what gives your Zhou Family the nerve to make such outrageous claims!"
"I'd also like to see how your Zhou Family plans to raze my City Lord's Mansion and kill me. Hmph!"
Luo Shuqing gave a heavy snort.
Hearing this, Zhou Ji sneered. "Luo Shuqing, my Zhou Family already gave you a chance. Since you insist on courting death, you can't blame my Zhou Family!"
With that, his gaze fell on Ning Wangshu once more.
Zhou Ji had naturally noticed that everyone had looked toward Ning Wangshu when he mentioned his son's murder. It wasn't hard to guess that Ning Wangshu was most likely the one who had killed his son.
Zhou Ji's gaze turned especially ominous, and his voice grew chilling. "You're the one who killed my son?"
Ning Wangshu glanced at him and replied calmly, "So what if I am?"
Seeing that Ning Wangshu remained so unruffled, Zhou Ji laughed in fury. "So what if you are? Heh, heh heh. You're already at death's door, yet you still dare to act so brazenly and defy me. Fine. Very good!"
He forcibly suppressed his overwhelming fury and snarled, "You dared to kill my son. Today, I'll make you pay. I'll tear you limb from limb to soothe the hatred in my heart!"
"Heh, heh heh..."
Ning Wangshu chuckled derisively. He glanced sidelong at Zhou Ji and