"Yes!"
He remembered the spell he had used to control Liu Deshui and his brother Liu Zhizhong. If he used it on Widow Liu, he estimated that Widow Liu would be able to spill the beans!
With that thought, Chu Dazhuang immediately turned to Widow Liu and, channeling his Divine Power, a burst of light shot out from his eyes.
"Widow Liu, I ask you now, who exactly instructed you to harm Li Xiuxiu!?"
As soon as Chu Dazhuang posed the question, Widow Liu was stunned into silence. Her mind, already on the brink of collapse, made controlling her both complex and difficult. She did not have the psychological fortitude of Liu Deshui, and fear had already shattered her mind into fragments.
It was as if Chu Dazhuang could handle an intact bowl, but couldn't piece back together a bowl that had shattered into pieces.
Widow Liu was just like that.
"It's not one person, it's... it's a group of people!" Widow Liu's voice trembled, her gaze starting to drift.
