"No."
Liu Ping was startled for a moment, but immediately answered.
"Are you sure?"
"Positive."
"Where were you last night then?" Tang Feng didn't give him a chance to catch his breath and asked the next question right away.
"At home."
"Who can vouch for that?"
"My wife can."
"What time did you get home?"
"Six in the afternoon."
"And you didn't leave the house again after that?"
"No."
"Are you certain?"
"No..."
The two of them, one asking, the other answering, were as fluid as clouds and flowing water, without the slightest hesitation.
Outsiders were all lost in the fog, unclear about the purpose of Tang Feng's questions.
Tang Feng paced back and forth with his hands behind his back before suddenly turning around again. His eyes, sharp as lightning, shot towards Liu Ping. "Then why did someone see you on the Antique Street last night?"
