Liu Jiru looked at the tightly closed wooden door.
He frowned and muttered under his breath, "Liar."
At this point, Liu Jiru suspected his sister had also been deceived.
He was convinced that the Goddess he saw in his dream was the true one.
Liu Jiru turned to leave, planning to find another way.
Feng Fuce watched Liu Jiru walk away.
He raised his hand again and said coldly, "Can we burn this person now?"
Bai Zhi'er seemed much calmer.
She turned her gaze and thought for a moment, "This old liar asks for so much money, she's planning to run away for sure."
"She won't leave until she gets the money."
"Brother Fuce, let's not bother her now. We don't want to alert the snake."
"Liu Jiru's head is drenched in blood, something is about to happen. Let's follow him and have a look first."
Feng Fuce sneered, "Still bothering with him? Better to not care, let Liu Yingnan be executed too, send their family for a reunion."
