Liu Wen had been sent by the Liu Family of Jingzhou to Shuzhou to manage Xinglin Zhai, so naturally he was neither foolish nor stupid.
Even though Chen Yi had initially left him utterly confused with that story, the moment he heard "brothers" and "dying," he understood.
Liu Jing had been killed by the person before him.
Then came a second thought—this person definitely was not Black Tooth!
"Y-you, who exactly are you?"
Before Chen Yi could answer, Liu Wen had already begun babbling incoherently, as though he had found what had felt wrong before.
"Madam, elder sister-in-law..."
"A scholar, forced to come to Shuzhou..."
Liu Wen repeated those words several times. Then a look of shock suddenly appeared on his face as he stared at Chen Yi in disbelief.
"Y-you, you... you are..."
Chen Yi smiled. "Guessed it?"
"But I never intended to hide it from you anyway."
"After all, Gold Masters as generous as young master Liu, who could produce three hundred thousand taels of silver in one go, were rare. It would hardly do to let you die with your eyes unclosed."
"Wouldn't you agree?"
Yet Liu Wen turned a deaf ear to his words, still unable to believe the outcome.
He had even forgotten to beg for mercy again.
"How could it be you?"
"You were clearly a discarded son of the Chen Family, clearly a despised live-in son-in-law, clearly nothing more than a scholar with a bit of fame because of his writing..."
"I've seen plenty of parasites like you. They all met miserable ends in the end. So why... why was it you?"
"Why was it trash like you?!"
Liu Wen had completely figured it out.
His sixth brother had died, and even the Xiao Family did not know who the killer was. Yet