“I didn’t kill Dacheng!” Tian Maocai looked at Rong Jian frantically. “I really didn’t kill him, Chief Rong!”

“People with a clear conscience don’t have to worry about this.” Rong Jian didn’t answer his question directly, instead gesturing for him to take a seat and slowly explain himself.

However, Tian Maocai didn’t sit down. He wiped the sweat off his forehead and explained nervously, “Chief, I did dislike Dacheng’s laziness, and ...