"What…?" Xue Lin thought she misheard because Puja's voice was faint.
Puja repeated in a faint voice, "Lin Tingfeng is dead."
But this time, Xue Lin heard properly. She opened her mouth and her lips trembled while saying, "…I thought his injury wasn't that serious." She had a mixed feeling about this. Her logic said that the society was better off without a guy like him but her emotional side was telling her that it wasn't something to be happy about.
Puja chuckled lifelessly and shook her head. "It's nothing to do with injury… He… was stabbed in the hospital. He was murdered."
"…What?!" That's not what Xue Lin expected. She was shocked. This news hit her harder than the news of him being dead.
"Someone had a grudge against him." Puja looked at her with teary eyes. Xue Lin could tell why her eyes were red and puffy now.
