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"You truly are malevolent!"

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew.

The immobilization charm on Liao Dapeng's back lost its effect and turned to ashes, dispersed by the wind.

Liao Dapeng, whose eyes darted away after being scolded, took two steps back in succession. "W-What's wrong! Can you really take a superstitious fortune-teller's words seriously? She was deceiving you; there's no such thing at all!"

Chu Yuening wasn't afraid of his retort.

"This incident caused your former best friend a great loss. Believing he truly wronged you, he got drunk and ended up in bed with your wife. Not only did he compensate you with one hundred thousand yuan for emotional distress, but he also divorced his wife because of this matter."

"You thought that was the end of it. Yet, your wife still wanted a divorce. This time... you couldn't hold back anymore. You... wanted to kill her."

"Because only in doing so could you preserve all your assets."

With those words said, she paused.

Liao Dapeng was drenched in sweat from the shock.

No... Impossible, she, an outsider, couldn't possibly know about these matters.

Chu Yuening calculated with her fingers, and her expression suddenly turned grim.

Because she discovered that the woman's original destiny of living a peaceful and healthy life until old age was now shrouded by a thick veil of death.

She quickly calculated, trying to determine the woman's location.

Suddenly.

She stopped and looked at Liao Dapeng with a cold gaze.

"Did you come to me on Temple Street for a fortune-telling session to create a time discrepancy as an alibi?"

Upon hearing this, Liao Dapeng's legs turned to jelly. He hadn't expected Chu Yuening's fortune-telling skills to be so accurate!

Only by pretending ignorance could he get away with it.

"I don't understand what you're talking about?"

"Not understand?" Chu Yuening sneered and dropped her hands. "Three hours ago, you saw Madam taking cold medicine. After she fell asleep, you locked all the doors and windows, then went to the bathroom and turned on the gas for the water heater."

"You know my stall is crowded. To clear your suspicion, you pretended to come for a fortune-telling. Once your wife dies, during the police investigation, you can use all the witnesses present as your alibi."

Indeed, if Liao Dapeng hadn't come to the dessert stall but wandered elsewhere, his plan might have succeeded.

The woman would be found dead, and after the police's investigation, the conclusion would be an accidental death due to leaving the gas on while bathing.

Liao Dapeng would have gotten away scot-free.

"You bloody crazy woman! You're insane!" Liao Dapeng cursed wildly, trying to back away and escape. Before he could leave the dessert stall, a powerful force pressed him down from behind.

He face-planted onto the concrete floor, his nose slamming into the ground, cracking one of his front teeth.

"Ouch!"

Liao Dapeng lifted his face, and two streams of bright red blood trickled down his nose, reaching his chin. He stuck out his tongue and tasted the blood, instantly igniting his fury as he sought to identify the culprit who dared to bump into him.

"Scoundrel! You dare to bump into me?"

A familiar mocking laugh echoed, and upon turning over, Liao Dapeng found his good buddy towering above him. Instantly, fear gripped him, causing him to fumble with the collar being pulled upward in a panic.

"Ah Fei, let me explain, it's not how it seems."

With a frown, Ah Fei grabbed Liao Dapeng's collar and sternly questioned, "You say the Master's divination was inaccurate? Others might not know the truth, but how could I be unclear? Everything the Master described matches what happened that day perfectly!"

He found it perplexing; despite respecting his sister-in-law immensely every day, there was absolutely no way he could entertain improper thoughts about her.

How could he possibly have insulted Sister Ah Sao after drinking himself into such a stupor?

So it turns out that Liao Dapeng was the one behind it all!

With a fierce punch, Ah Fei struck Liao Dapeng's chin. "You beast! You monster! Your sister-in-law has toiled for you for so many years, and yet you dare to insult her! You even ruined my marriage, forcing my wife to take our daughter abroad, never to return. How do you intend to compensate me for my family?"

The thought of never seeing his beloved wife and daughter again pierced his heart, leaving him breathless with sorrow.

The force of his blows grew increasingly heavier.

It was a one-sided beating, with Liao Dapeng on the receiving end.

With just a few more punches like that,

a tooth flew out from between Liao Dapeng's pleading lips.

Not a single person on the scene attempted to intervene.

When Ah Fei had vented his anger and stood up, remembering something, he bowed to Chu Yuening.

If not for the Master, he might never have known the truth in this lifetime.

After his bow, concern etched deeply onto Ah Fei's broad, square face. "Master, you said Liao Dapeng wanted to kill Sister-in-law. Is... is she alright?"

"Very dangerous," Chu Yuening muttered, her delicate brows knitted as she assessed the woman's situation.

Ah Fei was startled. In this entire affair, Sister-in-law was the most innocent. Even if they divorced, he would always respect Liao Dapeng.

"Master, I'll go straight to A-Sister's house to find her."

The house A-Fei mentioned was the one Liao Dapeng had prepared for their wedding. However, he was unaware that A-Sister no longer resided there.

Chu Yuening turned around, reached under the food cart, and took out her mobile phone to dial the emergency number.

After recounting the incident, the officers on the other end of the line took it very seriously and hurriedly asked for the victim's exact location.

She frowned at Liao Dapeng and said, "If you confess her whereabouts now, there might still be a chance to resolve this."

"Ha ha ha," Liao Dapeng sneered through his bleeding nose and mouth as he was held down. "Don't count on me to tell you. The house is newly purchased, and nobody knows where it is. If I can't escape, we'll just be a couple in the afterlife together!"

Upon seeing Chu Yuening call the police, Liao Dapeng refused to put up any further pretense.

Even if Madam were still alive, I would personally identify him. If she's gone, Chu Yuening's speculations would become the primary focus of the police investigation. Every fingerprint analysis technique would be employed, and overlooked details would be magnified and scrutinized.