If there were other people as witnesses, it would be very difficult for this pot of stinky water to splash on Fang Yuan, unless Fang Yuan himself was already stinky.
But looking at how confident he was, it seemed like...
It did not seem like there was any dirt on him.
Long Zhen did not know what to say for a moment.
Gu Zhenrenl put down the book in his hand and looked at him indifferently. "You have nothing to say?"
Long Zhen hesitated for a while, but he still said stubbornly, "Perhaps, Zhang Wenbin was killed by the person from the Gu Demon Sect after he met Martial Nephew Fang on the street?"
"Killed?"
Gu Zhenren asked, "You mean Fang Yuan is framing a dead person on purpose?"
His voice suddenly became stern, "Think before you speak, why did I ask you to investigate this matter thoroughly!"
"I..."
Long Zhen was so scared that he shivered and bowed to listen to the lecture.
