They realized that the matter was serious and that the other party did not mind killing a few extra people at all.
The withered old man surveyed the group. "Say, who did this? Stand up and confess."
He unfurled the scroll in his hand. Stamped upon it was an afterimage of Su Yu's eyes after he killed the waiter.
"You killed not for money or for profit. The people you killed have nothing in common, so I think you must have your own reasons. If you are willing to confess, I might consider letting you go."
As he said these words, everyone looked at each other. They started doubting one another, but no one would stand up and confess.
No one would admit anything. Everybody knew that once they spoke, they would be as good as dead.
Judging from the ruthless murder just now, this man had nothing of mercy or benevolence about him.
