Liang Yaomu was beaten black and blue by Luo Qi, moaning in pain; if Shao Ming hadn't pulled Luo Qi away, he might have beaten the man to death.
"You, you're insane." Liang Yaomu spat out a mouthful of blood, with a tooth mixed in it.
Luo Qi kicked him again, sneering coldly: "Driven insane by you! Liang Yaomu, I treated you as a classmate, as a brother, helping you in every way possible, who would have thought you'd turn out to be such a traitor? How can you be so vicious and commit such heinous acts?"
Liang Yaomu's eyes flickered: "I don't know what you're talking about."
"Stop pretending. Wu Jiao already confessed using your body, including her identity, and how your mother worked as a hairdresser there, which is how you knew her." Shao Ming frowned, eyes full of disgust.
Liang Yaomu's face changed colour, realizing he seemed to have lost control over his body earlier. Was he possessed by a ghost?
