"Martial Uncle, you're protecting the real culprit!" Gong Leitian gritted his teeth.
"You don't have solid evidence, what makes you say he is the mastermind?" Mu Qiuniang calmly retorted.
"Martial Uncle, we've already gathered so many clues, isn't that enough?"
"Not enough!" Mu Qiuniang said, "Even the police need evidence to solve a case. Without complete evidence, he can only be a suspect, not the mastermind."
"You..." Gong Leitian's face turned green with anger.
Gong Xihe saw things were turning bad, quickly stood up and pulled Gong Leitian back: "Gong Leitian, stop talking, Martial Uncle is right, all of this is just your deduction, we have no evidence at all."
Gong Leitian was pushed back stiffly to his seat and didn't speak for a long time. However, his gaze towards Mu Qiuniang became somewhat indignant, as if she was shielding a criminal.
