Meng Xinian shook his head.
"If he had really killed someone, how could we still see him now? He hadn't had the chance to act yet, he only spread the word, and that man, out of fear and anxiety, tried to flee overnight, only to fall to his death in a canal midway. Funnily enough, the place wasn't far from where Zhu Shun's wife was violated."
Maybe it was heaven giving Zhu Shun a hand.
It didn't want to see him end up so tragically.
The three listening all let out a long sigh of relief.
Chen Yin sighed: "This sounds a bit unbelievable, but it's clear that heaven has eyes, after all."
Meng Xinian said: "The people of their village say that Zhu Shun's wife wanted to avenge herself, not wanting Zhu Shun to sacrifice his life too. Zhu Shun also seemed to believe this, later he wrote to me, saying that his life belonged to his wife and parents now, and if they wanted to protect him, he would live well."
So Zhu Shun did not return to the army, and lived freely like this.
