"Who are you? We really don't know anything. Please let me go! Son, son! Son, wake up!"

"What do you want to do? Don't, go away, you go away, don't! Ahhhh!"

The crying next door became more and more shrill. Chen Jun heard the helpless cry and felt a knife swaying his heart, "Don't touch her! Stop it! Stop it all! Yan Zhihuai, I will tell you what you want to know! Let them go!"

Slowly, Yan Zhihuai walked out of the dark corridor outside, stood in front of the iron railing, and looked at Chen Jun inside coldly.

"You ask them to stop, hurry, hurry!" Chen Jun yelled at Yan Zhihuai, and the expression on his face became distorted because he was too anxious.

Yan Zhihuai's eyes were dark and he asked in a low voice, "Are you really willing to tell the truth?"

"Yes, I'll tell you the truth! I'll tell you everything you want to know! Let them stop first!" Chen Jun's eyes were red and his eyes were determined.

Although that person has been taking care of him for so many years, he has great kindness to him.

However, he wanted to save his wife and son, but because he was worried that he would implicate them, he could only choose to watch from afar! It was his root, the root he had been looking forward to returning!

He could die for that person, but he could not do it if he had to take the lives of his wife and son!

Yan Zhihuai squatted down slowly and looked at his blood-filled eyes, "Then, who told you to do what happened back then?"

"You ask them to stop first!" Chen Jun gritted his teeth and negotiated with him.

Yan Zhihuai was unmoved, "If you don't say it, they won't stop today."

His expression was cold and his heart was even colder. Chen Jun knew that he must be able to say it and did it. He was the fish on his chopping board now. He had no choice except for him to slaughter!

Listening to the tragic cry of his wife next door, Chen Jun clenched his fists, almost squeezed out a few words from his teeth, "It's Li Yong, butler Li of the Yan Mansion, he asked me to do this!"

The curve of Yan Zhihuai's mouth condensed.

After a while, he strode out of the secret room. When Huo Zhaoxun outside saw him, he hurriedly met him, "How about third brother, have you asked?"

"Yeah." Yan Zhihuai's handsome face was as cold as a layer of frost.

"Who is it?"

"Butler Li."

"What?" Huo Zhaoxun was stunned, a little unable to believe his ears, "Is it the one who has worked in the Yan Mansion for decades... Mr. Li?"

"It's him."

"How...how is this happening?"

Huo Zhaoxun was shocked to his senses!

Although he didn't have much contact with Butler Li, but Mr. Li has been in Yan Mansion for so many years, and Huo Zhaoxun still knew that he had always been loyal to Mr. Yan!

If it was true that Butler Li sent someone to kill Aunt Li fifteen years ago, then... Mr. Yan knew?

Thinking of this question, Huo Zhaoxun couldn't help but ask Yan Zhihuai questions.

Yan Zhihuai didn't say anything, his lacquer eyes were as dark as a deep temple, and he looked very calm, but in fact he was trying to suppress the coming storm.

But at this time, someone else rushed into the muzzle without any wits.

The ringtone of the cell phone rang unexpectedly, and Yan Zhihuai glanced at the unfamiliar number and pressed it to answer.
Chapter completed!