The scene suddenly underwent a shocking change, and the group of women turned pale, shrinking like autumn leaves.
Duan Feng dragged the pregnant woman out with one hand, his grip like iron clamps restraining her. He raised an eyebrow and laughed, "Mr. Qin, how did you notice the flaw?"
The pregnant woman's face was ashen, but there was a faint flow of Evil Qi in her abdomen, like a coiled venomous snake.
Qin An raised his eyes, his gaze sharp as a blade, "Just details."
He didn't elaborate, but the implication was clear.
Just now, when the Yinzhou guards were questioning the middle-aged woman, only this pregnant woman seemed evasive.
Even though she tried hard to hide it, she couldn't escape Qin An's eyes.
He was born on the streets, well-versed in the ways of the world.
The Yu Family is a large clan in the county, and since Mr. Yu is dead, the middle-aged woman is ruthless—how could she allow a pregnant woman to nurse her fetus safely?
