At the same time, Cao Deping, who had rushed over behind Cao Chengwen, froze on the spot, a chill running through him.
'It's over.'
Things had come to this. The evidence was ironclad, irrefutable!
Many people in the crowd noticed his arrival, their expressions varied as they began to murmur amongst themselves.
"Isn't that Boss Cao?"
"The older son killed the younger one... Tsk, any family that goes through this must be cursed with terrible luck!"
"Who can they blame? Cao Deping himself played favorites, and that favoritism is what led to this disaster!"
"Exactly! Besides, who knows if he was involved? They say no one knows a son better than his father. Cao Chengwen killed Cao Chengwu. Others might not have known what was going on, but how could he, the father, not have sensed something was wrong?"
Hearing this, a hint of suspicion appeared in many people's eyes.
Cao Deping shuddered. In that very instant, he made his decision.
"Wretched son!"
