White Wolf glanced at Yan Wen and Mu Huai'an. "I've brought him here for you. I can't stay long. Make it clean, and don't let anyone find out."
Mu Huai'an pointed at the two cans of gasoline on the floor. "Don't worry. I guarantee they won't find so much as a speck of Mu Yanwen's ashes."
White Wolf left through the back door, leaving only Yan Wen and Mu Huai'an.
Mu Huai'an stepped forward, grabbed Yan Wen by the hair, and forced him to meet his eyes. "Mu Yanwen, you're finally in my hands. You could never beat me!"
A greedy smile spread across Mu Huai'an's face. "Once you're dead, I'll always be the Mu Family's young master."
Yan Wen smiled mockingly. "Mu Huai'an, how does it feel to ruin such a good hand? Haven't Mom and Dad treated you well enough? Since I came back, have they shortchanged you even once?"
Mu Huai'an gritted his teeth. "Their attitude toward me changed the moment you came back. Isn't it because, deep down, they resent that I'm not their biological child? This is all your fault. None of this would've happened if you hadn't come back. They would've kept loving me."
"You've lived with the Mu Family for over a decade," Yan Wen said with a disdainful smile. "You should know better than anyone how Mom, Dad, and Eldest Brother have treated you. You say they don't like you anymore, but is that really true, or are you just too greedy to be satisfied?"
"Shut up!" Mu Huai'an suddenly flew into a rage. "This is all because of you! Once you're dead, I'll be the Mu Family's only youngest son. I'll still be the one Mom, Dad, Second Brother, and Third Sister love most."
With his hands bound behind his back,