What?
Ding Jinghui's eyes widened in shock as he looked at Chen Xuan.
"Sui Wenyuan died at your hands? That's impossible!"
"Wasn't he wiped out by the police, how could it have anything to do with you!"
Zhang Zhibao sneered, "Ding Jinghui, why do I say you're clueless? You don't know the real situation at all!"
"I was there that night too, how could it be false!"
Ding Jinghui dared not act rashly anymore. Although he couldn't fully trust Chen Xuan's words, he was in a very passive situation at this moment. If a conflict erupted, he wouldn't stand a chance.
Old Master Ling was a wise man. He immediately noticed Ding Jinghui's predicament and needed to offer him a way out, to downplay the matter and avoid a bloody conflict.
"Ahhui, it's better to resolve enmities than create them!" Old Master Ling spoke softly at this moment, "This matter isn't Mr. Chen's fault, nor does it mean any harm to you."
