"Oh, what are you going to say now?"
Su Delong leaned in his wheelchair, smiling as he looked at Lin Fan.
"Speaking of the bizarre incident in the forests south of Aoyama, don't you think it's too lenient for a fugitive from the sixteen countries to have acted so lightly?"
Lin Fan smiled. From Su Delong's attitude, he could almost be certain that the man was the Rat King.
But the problem was, without solid evidence, he could firmly deny it.
"So what you mean is, he broke my legs because I am the mole, don't you find that reason ridiculously absurd? Do I have to die for you to believe that I'm not the mole?"
Su Delong's eyes sparkled, surprisingly excited.
