"Yes, I killed all thirteen of them, sparing no one—even Lai Fu got kicked to death by me in a real slaughter!"
Scar-faced frankly admitted his crime of murder.
Nai Zixue had anticipated this and directly threw out a second question,
"How did you kill them? It's hard enough to kill thirteen chickens, let alone thirteen people. And you said you don't know martial arts—didn't they struggle or resist?"
Scar-faced went silent, as if recalling.
Nai Zixue's words had touched his soul.
Yeah, how did I kill them?
He was sure he had killed them, no mistake about that!
But why couldn't he remember the process at all...
And under Nai Zixue's currently high charm talents, he couldn't lie; he could only tell the absolute truth.
Scar-faced's lips quivered for a long while before he slowly uttered a few words,
"I... I seem to have forgotten..."
Forgotten?
Forgotten the process of killing more than a dozen people?!
With renewed resolve, Nai Zixue's voice became more assertive,
