Zeng Guang, with a pale face, knelt there, his body continuously trembling, his face covered in tears and snot.
Yet Xiao Qiang didn't look down on him, at least this man seemed to still possess a degree of filial piety and lacked the common deceit, weakness, cunning, and greed of ordinary people.
"Didn't Fourth Master Zeng kill himself because he lost to me?"
Xiao Qiang said with a smile.
Zeng Guang lay prostrate and knelt on the ground, slightly lifting his eyes and noticing Xiao Qiang's fingers tighten around the scroll for a moment. Thus, he guessed that the other party had listened to his words and felt some righteous indignation about Fourth Master Zeng's death. His eyes brightened, and as he lay on the ground, he began "bang bang bang" to kowtow again, "My foster father didn't kill himself; he was murdered by Long Jingtian."