Zhao Ruyun, who had just recovered her strength and was about to get up, felt her arms go limp and fell back down.
Evidence, Shen Qingwu has evidence?
Zhao Ruyun became increasingly flustered.
"Mom, I'm sure that this person is definitely not Qingwu!" Zhao Qiuyi didn't dare to look at Shen Qingwu anymore, and turned to look at the old lady.
How could Shen Qingwu have such great strength?
Old Mrs. Shen had agreed in advance to work with Zhao Qiuyi to deal with Shen Qingwu, but at this moment, she chose to keep silent again.
"Zhao Qiuyi, you've got to think carefully about whether you can bear the consequences of framing me?" Shen Qingwu asked dangerously with his eyes narrowed.
"You don't have to threaten me. I'm doing this for the good of the Shen family!" Zhao Qiuyi's face was full of righteousness. "General, hand Qingwu over to me, and I must take responsibility!"
He picked up the cup on the table and threw it towards the door.
The cups fell to the ground and the door to the next room was pushed open.
"Ah——" followed by a wolf howl.
It was so clear and so close that everyone in the room was shocked when they heard it. They looked towards the door in horror, wanting to see but not daring to move.
Plop——
There was a sound of someone falling outside.
“Ouch—”
“Ahhhh—”
The howling of wolves and the screaming of people came from the corridor outside.
Zhao Qiuyi's heart started pounding when she heard this, and she quickly ran towards the door.
He stepped out of the door and turned around to see a gray wolf pinning a Taoist priest to the ground. The wolf's claws were bigger than the palm of an adult man. The sharp claws were embedded in the Taoist priest's flesh, and blood oozed out.
Seeing Zhao Qiuyi, Ah Heng yelled at her fiercely again.
"Mrs. Shen, help me—" The Taoist priest who was pressed to the ground by Ah Heng stretched out his hand to Zhao Qiuyi for help in pain and difficulty.
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