Du Wenzhong, upon hearing Chu Yang mention this matter, immediately denied it, "You're talking nonsense; I never ordered anyone to do such a thing."
After speaking, Du Wenzhong shouted once more, very certain, "I absolutely did not instruct anyone to do this."
Smack!
Chu Yang slapped Du Wenzhong across the face.
After receiving several slaps from Chu Yang, Du Wenzhong's face quickly swelled up, resembling a pig's head, "You... you... why did you hit me again..."
Chu Yang chuckled coldly a few times, his icy gaze fixed on Du Wenzhong, "Haha, Du Wenzhong, you really think I don't know the truth about this matter?"
"At that time, those people confessed everything; it was your order for them to carry the coffin to the doorstep of Qingcao Hall, preventing Chen Xi from doing business."
Seeing Chu Yang reveal the truth of the matter, Du Wenzhong's eyes darted around evasively.
