For a moment, the people around them all wore puzzled expressions again.
Who had killed him?
The moment Madam Cui heard this, she panicked. "Bai'er, Bai'er, don't talk nonsense! I killed him! Don't talk nonsense!!"
"Mother..."
Zhao Bai looked at Madam Cui and gave her a smile before turning to Lu Bai and the others.
"I killed him. It had nothing to do with Mother."
"Go on. Tell us."
Zhao Bai lowered his head. "Actually... I had been planning to kill him for a long time."
"Hmm?"
"Several years ago, my mother remarried him. At first, our lives were fairly stable, but as his family business grew, he began to despise Mother and me. He despised Mother for once being a widow, and even bringing a bastard child like me with her when she married him. From then on, no matter what Mother and I did, he found it displeasing and would beat and curse us."
Suddenly, Zhao Bai became agitated. His expression gradually twisted, and his eyes reddened. "I couldn't take it anymore. I really couldn't take it anymore. In that household, Mother and I lived in fear every day. We were beaten and cursed daily. Look—my body is covered in wounds. If it were you, who could endure it?"
Zhao Bai rolled up his sleeves again, revealing numerous scars, his face twisted with rage.
Then he suddenly burst into laughter. "Hahaha, I truly couldn't endure it any longer. So... so I planned to build a Guanyin shrine in the house. When the time came, I would kill him and hide his corpse inside the bronze Guanyin statue. I wanted him to remain in the You Residence forever, watching Mother and me live happily every day. I wanted him to see just how wonderful our lives would be without