"Little slut, wait for me," Nanling Rongxin slapped the two girls' butts and went out after getting dressed.
At this moment, Nanling Martial Fool was in the hall, with blood occasionally seeping from his feet, mixing with the stench on him, making people wrinkle their noses involuntarily.
About three minutes later, Nanling Martial Fool's older brother, Nanling Tianjun, arrived first. He was the eldest son of Nanling Martial Fool's second uncle, Nanling Qingshan. It was Nanling Rongxin, the second son of Nanling Qingshan, who had imprisoned his mother.
During the time he spent coming home, Nanling Martial Fool roughly understood why his mother was imprisoned. It might be his second uncle Nanling Qingshan's doing.
The reason his second uncle let his cousin Nanling Rongxin act was because Nanling Rongxin was younger. Even if someone criticized them one day, he could say it was Nanling Rongxin's idea alone. By then, who could blame him? He could just brush it off with a light remark.
