After teasing Xu Fan for a while, the old master Guan then turned his gaze towards the elder sitting opposite.
"Old Zhou, where is the person? I have already brought him here for you. If you have any questions, just ask him directly."
"Hmph."
The elder huffed displeasedly and glared at Xu Fan with an attitude of seeking justice for a wrongdoing and said, "Young man, you'd better honestly admit it, was it you who killed my grandson?"
The attitude of old master Guan had made his position clear, and Xu Fan couldn't have misunderstood.
At this moment, feigning innocence, he blinked and then shook his head, saying, "Old sir, I am not quite clear on what you are talking about."
"You!"
Seeing the elder getting red in the neck with anger, Xu Fan shook his head again and said, "In any event, we must talk about evidence, you can't just make someone confess to a crime because you have a gun in your hand, right?"
"Hmph, young man, you've got quite the sharp tongue, haven't you?"
