Shu Yu nodded, "It's him. All the injuries on Uncle Meng were caused by him. Uncle Meng, I'll leave him to you."
Meng Pei took a deep breath, his face twisted with a fleeting ferocity.
He rubbed his neck, suddenly feeling that his injuries didn't hurt at all. Without looking back, he said to Shu Yu, "Thank you, I need to ask him something."
He wanted to know why Jiang Kuanyu had captured Uncle Meng and what deep hatred he had that led him to torture his younger brother like this.
Once he got his answers, he planned to return the pain a hundredfold.
Shu Yu took out a pill that Meng Yunzheng had given her earlier and handed it to Meng Pei, "This medicine is perfect for interrogation. Uncle Meng, give him one."
This way, there would be no accidents; Jiang Kuanyu was surely going to die.
