Qin Huai held up the dark green stomach of Li Bowu, and his voice was so calm that it seemed like he had not just killed a genius fourth refinement martial artist.
He sounded like it was just a chicken or duck. He then turned around and asked his friends whether they should braise it or smoke it.
The strong smell of blood quickly fell down Qin Huai's arm. It was followed by an indescribable stench.
The crowd gradually came back to their senses, and their pupils slowly widened.
In just a few short moments, Li Bowu's suggestion to dig out Qin Huai's stomach to prove his innocence turned to Qin Huai really proving his innocence.
The key was that Qin Huai's actions had exceeded their expectations.
Qin Huai didn't dig out his own stomach, but Li Bowu's stomach to prove his innocence. And... he had really succeeded!
Everyone stared at the stomach that was glowing green, just as Li Bowu said...
The silence was filled with doubts.