Wufu was frightened, she had clearly spent silver to hire someone to work. How did it turn into causing someone's death?
Liu Sheng and his sister were also terrified, their eyes showing panic, but they did not cry, especially Liu Sheng, who pursed his lips tightly and clenched his fists at his sides.
"That Yu Zhen is a petty man, and a petty man naturally does petty things. You, he wouldn't bother coming to find you, but a little beggar..." Ah Jiu glanced at Liu Sheng, then lowered her eyelids, "Killing him would be as easy as moving one's lips."
Liu Sheng's dirty face turned pale, and his sister Liu Ye began to cry softly.
"Are you saying this is my fault?" Wufu pointed at herself.
"That's not quite right to say either. After all, it was a willing transaction, with no fault on the people involved." Ah Jiu looked toward Liu Sheng.
