"Mr. Fang, I have already confessed. I'll return the money to you. Y-You can let me go. I swear I will never do such a guilty thing again in my life." Dr. Liu had been living in regret these days. When he had heard that the child's corpse had been stolen, he had felt even guiltier.
Although he felt guilty toward the child, he still wanted to live.
Fang Mu took a deep breath, and the redness in his eyes faded. His knife left Dr. Liu's neck. Just as Dr. Liu thought Fang Mu was going to let him off, Fang Mu put the tip of the knife between his eyebrows.
Fang Mu exerted force on his wrist and held the dagger with his right hand. The tip of the knife went down from Dr. Liu's glabella to his nose, leaving a trail of blood.
Dr. Liu cried out in pain. He could see the red blood flowing down his nose.
