"I heard that it was because when you were out, your wife was..."
Lang Shiba stared at the wine jar without speaking. Suddenly, he covered his weathered face with his hands, chained together, and sat on the ground, his back hunched.
A once prominent martial artist from the Worldly Realm, a former assistant general in the military, now helplessly covered his face, his shoulders gently shaking.
After a long while, he slowly lifted his head, regaining his composure:
"That's right, it was Cao Mao's son who did it."
Zhao Douan was stunned!
So, it was Cao Mao's son who violated Lang Shiba's wife?
So, Lang Shiba, in his anger, killed Cao and defected from the camp, prompting Duke Cao to dispatch troops to hunt him down madly?
"Be careful what you say. Do you have proof?" Zhao Douan stared at him.
Lang Shiba, having regained his composure, scoffed sarcastically:
"Many people know, they just pretend not to."
