"I said, while you can still breathe, go choose a good coffin and prepare the burial clothes." Qin Liuxi sneered, "But it seems you don't even have the chance to wear them. Killing your wife for the sake of extending your life and proving the Dao deserves death a hundred times over."
Fan Huai Peng's eyes bulged with rage, suddenly pulling out a dagger to stab her. But as his dagger barely reached her clothing, it couldn't go any further, as if someone was holding his hand in place.
He looked at Qin Liuxi in terror.
Bang.
Mrs. Zhou stepped forward and kicked him violently into the ancestral hall, then turned to Qin Liuxi and asked, "What did you just say, killing his wife to prove the Dao?"
Qin Liuxi nodded.
Old Madam Fan screamed and shouted Fan Huai Peng's name, stumbling inside.
Someone hurriedly came reporting, saying the officials had surrounded the residence outside; each one was fierce and intimidating, and even the Inspector was here.
