Long Rui's sharp eyes narrowed dangerously, and he asked word by word in a chilling tone: "Who among you brought the explosives into the Prince's Mansion to blow up my wife?"
The three women shook their heads together.
They smelled the scent of death on the Prince, and were so frightened they were trembling all over.
The Prince's reputation was well-known, not an empty boast. Killing someone was as easy for him as crushing an ant, especially when faced with a few unarmed weak women.
The steward added, "Reporting to the Prince, they were very crafty, using outsiders' ignorance to have others bring the explosives as gifts."
Long Rui roared again, "You even dare to speak? If it weren't for your stupidity, could others have brought explosives in?"
The steward instantly dared not make a sound.
He's having such a hard time!
