Meng Xiao couldn't bear to listen any longer. He had endured such deep humiliations in the past month, yet he never confided in her at all.
"He demanded me to kneel. After I did, he started beating me, calling me an ingrate and a white-eyed wolf. I accepted it. Then he told me to get out, so I left the alley and returned home overnight. The next day the police found me, saying I had killed my uncle. That's when I found out he died there." Meng Xun felt guilty towards his roommates for dealing with his trouble-making uncle.
When the police came, they defended him.
"Mr. Meng, I hope you can calm down and consider carefully what else happened that night. Your uncle was beaten to death, the timing of the injuries is too close, the wounds on your body cannot prove you were unilaterally assaulted by your uncle. They could even be interpreted as evidence of mutual fighting, proving you had actions that could have killed your uncle."