"Did you kill Gao Tingye?"
In Luo Chen's home, Wang Yuan sat, sipping a crystal clear wine, and suddenly asked.
"Brother, you can eat any dish and drink any wine, but be careful what you say." Luo Chen filled his cup and said seriously, "It could be dangerous."
At the corner of Wang Yuan's mouth twitched.
He picked up pieces of braised pork Luo Chen had made, his eyes casually scanned the surroundings.
"No wonder you were able to move to the Inner City with spirit stones, you must have made a fortune!"
Luo Chen responded with silence.
There are some things one cannot hide from those who care.
He had purchased a technique secret manual from Wang Yuan worth two hundred spirit stones and had moved to rent a house in the Inner City - something was suspicious.
That was not a fortune Chen Xiao, with his short-lived life, could have left.
Adding the fact that people from the Great Lake Gang had shown today.
Once these details were connected, the answer was self-evident.
