Bandit

Gu Yanfei asked instead of answering, "How are you going to deal with this Xue guy?"

It was a question of what to do with this person.

Fan Beiran frowned and said decisively, "We can't hand him over to the authorities."

Once in court, regardless of whether this Xue fellow was spouting nonsense or telling the truth, this matter involved his fifth sister's reputation. The girl was beautiful jade and porcelain. She couldn't be tainted by such rotten tiles, let alone let this Xue fellow speak nonsense outside.

Outsiders wouldn't care if Fan Mushuang was really innocent and pitiful. They would only think that there was no smoke without fire and would only find fault with her. They might even say, why did the Xue fellow target her?

So—

Fan Beiran had already made up his mind. It was better to kill him directly.

At this moment, Fan Beiran was still smiling, but his eyes seemed to be covered in a layer of frost.