Jiang Man let out a heavy sigh.
He was stunned for a moment.
'Who on earth could know things so clearly?'
No wonder he thought Old Huang had confessed.
Even Meng Qiewei might not have known such precise details.
It was as if someone had watched their every move, only to stab them in the back at this critical moment.
Of course, the problem was that the Old Yellow Ox had the aura of an Evil God on it.
'So why did the Evil God's aura appear?'
'Did it get into a fight with Meng Qiewei?'
'That's a possibility.'
But Meng Qiewei probably didn't want to see him dead.
If she really wanted to kill them, she wouldn't have waited until now.
Unless she was some kind of psychopath—giving him hope first, then letting Old Huang be exposed just as he was about to leave, and finally waiting for him to face his final judgment outside.
A way to utterly ruin him.
'Based on Meng Qiewei's reputation, it's not entirely impossible. After all, people are always worried she'll kill someone.'
