"I know you're furious! I'm even angrier than you! That's my daughter lying here, the child I loved most!"
Liquid surged through the tubes inside his abdominal sac, and Yuan Qing's face twisted further with rage.
"I want to tear our enemy apart more than any of you, but there's clearly something strange about this. The truth is still under investigation."
Yuan Qing was in agony, but he wasn't stupid enough to let someone use him as a weapon. He didn't believe the Takekawa Society would do something so insane. After torturing Black Mastiff with every method at his disposal, he was even more certain that Black Mastiff wasn't the killer.
If he lost his head in a moment of rage and went to war with the Takekawa Society, the real killer would be grinning from ear to ear.
In fact, Yuan Qing already had a suspect in mind. Whoever stood to gain the most was the likeliest killer.
A select few branch leaders and some of Wansheng's old hands showed subtle changes in expression when they heard Yuan Qing's words. In the past, Yuan Qing would never have explained himself. Wansheng didn't need to explain itself. But now, to keep the situation under control, that undefeated tiger had lowered his head.
In the inner hall, where malice spread, people couldn't see Yuan Qing's reason. All they saw was an ugly, vicious tiger growing old and cautious.
"Everyone grows old. No one's an exception. Now we just need everyone to see how weak he is..."
Bang!
The gunshot was loud. There was no silencer; the shooter had no intention of hiding.
The smell of gunpowder scorched the air. A hole had been torn in Yuan Qing's bloated belly, and blood mixed with yellow fluid poured out, filling the area with