The corpse was soaked in blood, growing even more vivid red, much like a scene from an R-rated crime movie.
Wei Yi expressionlessly raised his hand and returned the spent bullet clip.
Du Enqin took it and handed it to her subordinate.
"Any thoughts? I don't mind being a listener."
Du Enqin mocked.
"Her siblings once left you no room to escape, now... you should be relieved, right? Doesn't it feel utterly satisfying?"
Not hiding anything anymore.
Have you forgotten what your main profession is?
Where's the semblance of running a hotel?
"Should I be thanking you?"
Wei Yi looked at Wei Hong's corpse, strangely feeling no sense of revenge fulfilled.
"No need to thank me, just be a bit friendlier to me in the future, and I'll be satisfied."
As he spoke, Du Enqin waved her hand.
Seeing this, a subordinate stepped forward, climbed onto the stool, and cut the rope tied to the beam with a knife.
Losing tension, the corpse crashed down into the pool of blood.
