"Strange attitude? Me?" Xiang Shan rubbed his face, "Where is it strange, is it obvious?"
David sighed, "I know. You don't like that kid."
"The Haoa clan armed group he was with in those days had participated in slaughters," Xiang Shan shook his head. "Due to lack of records... but based on the timing, he could have totally taken part in one... or maybe four or five village massacres, or a frenzy of killings in some border city..."
David sighed too.
Xiang Shan then looked at Lu Xuanyu, "You weren't there, so you don't know... Ah, it was really tragic. A friend's notebook mentioned, there were some survivors in the refugee camp..."
