Jiang Du's hesitation, as Liu Zai Lai saw it, was tantamount to a grave betrayal.
I'd killed for you, risked my life for you, and even got my balls blown off for you. My wound was still bleeding! I called you over, and you actually hesitated?!
Though everything Guan Zi had said was spot-on, and Liu Zai Lai had been unfairly accused of nothing, he'd still done so much for Jiang Du. Was this how she repaid him?
Jiang Du hadn't gone over to Guan Zi, but she hadn't listened to Liu Zai Lai either. She didn't move closer to him.
"Zai Lai, just answer me honestly. Was what that Xiao Ding said earlier true? And what Guan Zi just said? How many women have you ruined? How many lives have you taken?"
Before, Liu Zai Lai would definitely have denied it outright, keeping up his image of "Hongtong County has no good people—only me, the one innocent man."
But now, his injuries were flaring up and his temper was raging. Seeing the suspicion in Jiang Du's eyes, he couldn't keep the fire in his chest in check.
He shouted in exasperation, "Does any of that matter? I risked life and limb for you, and you're hung up on whether I've killed anyone or ruined other women? Do you know what kind of world this is? This is the fucking apocalypse! If I were some pure-hearted flower, the grass would've grown over my grave by now. Fine, you don't believe me—but you take a few words from an outsider as gospel? Is there something wrong with your head?"
Guan Zi, meanwhile, watched the drama unfold, sounding like he was enjoying the show. "Little sister-in-law, so you really thought he was a good guy? What the hell did he tell you