"Rebellion? Are you even worthy of using that word? The real traitor is you! Jiang Fuer, do you really think I'm a fool? Wasn't it you who sent the assassin when the Family Head died?"
Jiang Fusan sneered repeatedly, yet showed no mercy.
Jiang Fuer, as if he'd heard something shocking, turned his head and glared at Jiang Fusan, "What nonsense are you spouting? What does the Family Head's death have to do with me?"
"Oh? Are you brave enough to act but not to speak?"
Jiang Fusan cast a sidelong glance at the other and continued, "The Family Head died so mysteriously, wasn't it your handiwork? Or are you just afraid to admit it? Furthermore, wasn't it you who instructed Jiang Duoduo to deliver bird's nest porridge to the Wife of the Family Head every day, leading to her body growing weaker? Did you really think I was blind to all this?"
"Even if you know, it's too late!"
