"Is he trying to anger me to death?!" Nie Qingru slammed the phone on the ground. A storm was brewing in her eyes. She took a few deep breaths before managing to calm down.
Shadow picked it up. "… What's on it?"
The cell phone's quality was pretty good.
Even though Nie Qingru smashed it on the ground in anger, the video was still playing on the phone screen.
Shadow lowered his head and watched.
Stunned, he paused for a moment but showed no further surprise. It seemed he already knew about this.
Shadow carefully returned the phone and observed the old woman's expression. Then, he pursed his lips and said in a low voice, "Young Master Nie might have been framed."
"Hmph!"
Nie Qingru wasn't muddle-headed. She sneered and asked, "Do you still think he was framed after watching the video?"
"He… is still young, after all." Shadow crossed his hands and did not dare to talk nonsense.
