“Did not participate?”

These four words sounded particularly harsh in the damp basement.

Zhou Huai controlled Moria, his silver eyes showing no ripple.

He just quietly looked at the man on the ground, who was like a pile of mud.

Luo Ming clearly wasn't telling the truth.

That curse power, originating from the same source, was irrefutable evidence that couldn't be faked.

“I don’t have much patience.”

Moria’s voice rang out calmly.

“Before I brought you here, I had already done enough investigation.”

“This is your last chance to tell the truth.”

“Every word you say next will determine whether you die, or live a life worse than death.”

A cold killing intent, like a tangible blade, pressed against Luo Ming’s throat.

Luo Ming swallowed with difficulty, the madness and wantonness on his face finally receding a little.

He could feel that the man in front of him wasn't joking.

He really would kill him.

And in an extremely cruel way.

After a long silence, he finally spoke again, his voice hoarse.

“I’m telling the truth.”

“I truly didn’t personally participate in that matter.”

He raised his head, meeting Moria’s emotionless eyes, a hint of complexity flashing in his own.

“The one who actually did it was my brother.”

Brother?

Zhou Huai’s movement paused almost imperceptibly.

This answer was completely unexpected.

Luo Ming seemed to sense his confusion, and pulled at the corner of his mouth, revealing a self-mocking bitter smile.

He suddenly changed the subject.

“Before you ask the next question, can you... get me some wine?”

“As long as I have wine, I promise to tell you everything I know.”

Zhou Huai was a little speechless.

This guy was already a prisoner, yet he was still thinking about drinking.

However, looking at his sincere expression, he didn’t seem to be playing tricks.

Zhou Huai waved towards the door.

Soon, a member of the Eternal Night Guild quickly walked in, carrying two bottles of strong liquor, and placed them in front of Luo Ming.

Luo Ming’s eyes instantly lit up as he saw the two familiar brands.

He struggled to move his body. Since both of his arms were broken, he could only lower his head with difficulty, bite the cap of one bottle with his teeth, and then sharply flick his head.

With a “bang,” the bottle cap was opened in an almost acrobatic manner.

The rich aroma of alcohol instantly filled the air.

He held the bottle in his mouth and tilted his head back.

“Gulp! Gulp!”

The cold liquor burned its way down his throat and into his stomach.

Like a traveler who had been thirsty for days, he greedily guzzled down the entire bottle of strong liquor.

After a loud burp, he opened the second bottle in the same way.

With two bottles of wine down, an unnatural flush finally appeared on Luo Ming’s pale face.

He let out a long sigh, a satisfied smile on his face.

“That feels good.”

Zhou Huai waited until he had completely calmed down before speaking again, his voice cold.

“You’ve finished the wine.”

“Now tell me.”

“What exactly happened five years ago?”

The alcohol seemed to open Luo Ming’s floodgates.

He leaned against the cold wall, his eyes a little dazed, lost in a brief memory.

A moment later, he slowly spoke.

“Five years ago, that attack on the Zhou Family...”

“I truly didn’t participate.”

“Because that wasn’t an attack at all.”

“It was nothing more than a farce orchestrated by the Zhou Family themselves.”

Luo Ming’s voice wasn’t loud, but it exploded in Zhou Huai’s mind like a clap of thunder.

Self-orchestrated?

Zhou Huai’s brows instantly furrowed into a “river” shape.

“You’re saying... that attack was planned by the Zhou Family themselves?”

“That’s right.”

Luo Ming nodded, a hint of sarcasm on his face.

“The reason is simple.”

“At that time, the Zhou Family, for some unknown stroke of luck, got connected with the Imperial City Liu Family.”

“The Liu Family also intended to marry their recently divorced eldest daughter, Liu Yuru, to Zhou Feng.”

“A strong alliance, what a perfect script.”

“It’s just a pity, a small accident occurred in the script.”

“Zhou Feng had a wife at that time.”

Luo ★ 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ★ Ming sneered and continued.

“How could the eldest daughter of the Liu Family share a husband with someone else?”

“So the Zhou Family tried every possible means to make Zhou Feng divorce his original wife.”

“Who would have thought that his wife was a complete love-struck fool, and refused no matter what.”

“If soft tactics didn’t work, then they could only resort to hard ones.”

“So, the Zhou Family planned that attack, preparing for a staged accidental death.”

“But no one expected that Zhou Feng’s precious son was also in the car at the time.”

“Carelessly, even the son was sacrificed.”

At this point, Luo Ming actually laughed gleefully.

“What a karma!”

Upon hearing this, Moria’s face still showed no trace of emotion.

But his hands, hanging at his sides, were already tightly clenched into fists, his knuckles white from the effort.

If what Luo Ming said was true.

Then everything made sense.

No wonder, less than half a year after his mother’s death, Liu Yuru married into the Zhou Family with great fanfare.

It turned out that it was a conspiracy planned long ago.

No wonder the Zhou Family never conducted any in-depth investigation into that so-called “attack,” letting it go unresolved.

Because the perpetrators were themselves.

Just because his mother refused to divorce.

Just because his mother hindered the marriage alliance between the Zhou Family and the Liu Family.

So, they chose to ruthlessly kill, without hesitation.

Even their own flesh and blood could be treated as sacrifices, cast aside like dirt.

Zhou Huai suddenly remembered the ambush he encountered after Ye Xi’s birthday party.

Thinking about it now, that was probably also the work of the Zhou Family.

Because he had ruined Lu Qi and Ye Xi’s engagement.

He had blocked their path.

An uncontrollable rage, like a volcano, burned wildly in Zhou Huai’s chest.

At this moment, his entire body trembled slightly from this extreme anger.

Good!

What a Zhou Family!

What ruthless hearts!

Anyone who stood in their way, no matter who, even blood relatives, they would mercilessly eliminate!

Zhou Huai took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the surging killing intent in his heart.

Now was not the time for anger.

He still had the most crucial question to clarify.

He looked at Luo Ming again, his voice hoarse from extreme suppression.

“There’s still one thing that doesn’t make sense.”

“If everything was done by the Zhou Family themselves.”

“Then what about the curse power on Zhou Huai?”

“What role did your brother play in this farce?”

Luo Ming burped, his eyes becoming even more hazy.

“My brother?”

“He... merely lent the Zhou Family a small hand.”

“A small hand?”

“Yes.”

Luo Ming nodded.

“Because you might not know.”

“In that attack, according to the Zhou Family’s plan, almost everyone in the car was supposed to die.”

“Except for Zhou Feng’s ungrateful wife...”

He paused, raised his head, and grinned, revealing a strange smile.

“His son, Zhou Huai... actually also died.”

As soon as these words were uttered.

Zhou Huai’s entire brain felt as if it had been struck by a thunderbolt, instantly going blank.

He controlled Moria, who abruptly stood up from the chair.

The light in the entire basement seemed to dim slightly because of his movement.

He walked step by step, slowly, to Luo Ming’s front, his massive shadow completely enveloping the other man.

His voice was hoarse and dry, as it had never been before.

“Wait a moment.”

“You just said...”

“In that attack... that Zhou Huai also died?”