Gu Tingshen looked at me for a while, and I realized that I had been too hasty with my question, obviously trying to cover up my panic. I swallowed a gulp of saliva, attempting a fix, "How could I be the one who stabbed him? If I was the one, could I still be sitting here all fine and dandy?"
Gu Tingshen nodded thoughtfully, and I was certain that at least for now, nobody else knew about this matter. Just as I was about to breathe a sigh of relief, I heard Gu Tingshen say, "It's good if it has nothing to do with you. I heard that everyone present at the scene that day met with some mishap—the least injured ended up disabled, and there were even two who didn't make it back at all."
My hand clutching the chopsticks tightened until it almost dropped them again.
