Qin Shaojin didn't continue speaking.
Huo Jinnan understood that if there had been a slight error just now, both Che Huan's and Wen Nuan's lives would not have been saved. Sitting in the car, simply rolling down the window and glancing out, he knew the driver was badly injured and likely beyond saving.
But how did Qin Moting get involved?
He knocked off some ash and raised his eyes to look at Qin Shaojin, "The gun skills were clean and beautiful, without any sound. It was Qin Shaonan."
Qin Shaojin spread his hands, "He didn't know, probably got dragged into it by my fourth uncle against his will."
Huo Jinnan didn't speak, his eyebrows slightly furrowed.
Qin Shaojin smiled innocuously, "Don't look at me. My fourth uncle has always been an eccentric and does whatever he pleases. I also don't know why. Or perhaps, you can go ask him."
