"No, it's not true, Brother Tian, I didn't do it, why would I want to kill you? You've been so good to me, I haven't..." Long Xiaoxuan frantically explained.
Lang Feng made a gesture, and the bodyguard outside pushed in a man who was tied up tightly, the very man who had held a gun at the ski resort.
"Now that we have a witness, what do you have to say?"
Long Yutian's face had grown extremely cold; he hated betrayal the most, especially from those closest to him, and a nameless rage was burning within him.
Long Xiaoxuan turned pale, after all only a teenager, and her lies were riddled with holes due to fear: "Brother Tian, I don't know him, I've never seen him, he must be slandering me."
"Miss Xuan, you needn't bother with any more excuses, I've already confessed everything!" The man, beaten up and bruised, clearly having been tortured, desperately betrayed Long Xiaoxuan in his bid for survival.
