"Who is your son?" Mo Jiuli asked indifferently.
"My son is my son, but you, why did you kill my son?" the old man said angrily.
"Why do you say we killed your son? We don't even know who your son is and don't know him, so why would we want to kill him?" Mo Jiuli asked, speechless.
"Hmph... Don't think that just because you deny it, I don't know. My son went out for training and came back, and met you when he came out of the forest, then he died. If it wasn't you who killed my son, who else could it be?" The old man glared at Mo Jiuli and said.
"Haha... Did you see us attack? Or see us hit him?" Mo Jiuli raised her eyebrows and asked when Wenyan.
"Even if you didn't attack, my son's death is related to you. Today, you two must pay with your lives for my son!" the old man said angrily.
