Wang Jin said in a clear voice: "You don't believe what Amu said, but Yu Ge'er is the chief's neighbor. He is closer to the chief's family than I am... You will always believe what he says, right?"
The leader frowned, and everyone whispered. Wang Jin continued, "Ever since Yue'er married the leader, Yu'er has had many conflicts with Yue'er. Yu'er can testify to this. He saw Yu'er and Yue'er quarreling with his own eyes, right, Yu'er?"
Wang Jin asked Yu Ge'er, who nodded and said, "Yu Ge'er usually loves to eat and eats a lot. Since Yue Ge'er came, he has eaten much less. When he is dissatisfied, he finds... he has quarreled with Yue Ge'er a few times."
Seeing Yue Ge'er glaring at him, Yu Ge'er shrank back and stammered, trying to distance himself: "He has become much thinner, and everyone in this tribe can see it."
Yue Ge'er pointed a fierce look at Yu Ge'er. Just as he was about to speak, Wang Jin quickly spoke up and stopped him: "Yue Ge'er, you said that I hurt Yu Ge'er's life because I had a grudge with him, then I also said that you hurt his life because you quarreled with him at home."
"Nonsense!" Yue Ge'er said angrily: "I am sick all over, how could I possibly hurt A Yu, not to mention... how do you explain this wine..."
Upon hearing this, Wang Jin twitched his knuckles slightly, let go of Mu Ge'er, and turned to walk towards Yu Ge'er...
Yu Ge'er was lying in a pool of blood, with broken pieces of porcelain scattered around him... some from plates, some from wine jars...
He looked very peaceful, as if he had not been hurt at all. However, Wang Jin knew that there was a large bloody hole behind his head, and the pool of blood on the ground all flowed out from that bloody hole...
When he was alive, he was as delicate as me, and couldn't stand any pain. He didn't know how painful it was when this blood hole was smashed...
Blood was flowing out of his tightly closed eyes, nostrils, ears, and lips. The blood had formed scabs, and black blood scars were attached to his skin...
Wang Jin's heart tightened, he closed his eyes to calm himself, and said, "He was hit on the back of the head. According to Yue Ge'er and the leader, it was a wine jar..."
He said, spreading his hands in front of everyone: "There is no scratch on my hands."
Everyone was a little confused. As Wang Jin spoke, he looked around and saw a water jug in the corner. He ran over in full view of everyone, picked it up and smashed it hard on the table. The water jug shattered and the pieces fell to the ground. At the same time, Wang Jin's hand, which was originally tender and white, suddenly had several bloody cuts.
Mu Ge'er exclaimed and hurried forward to check. Wang Jin patted Mu Ge'er's hand and signaled him to stay calm.
The boy's face was obviously pale with pain, but the look he gave him was so firm and warm that Mu Ge'er felt a pang in his heart.
If Brother Heng knew about this, he would be so heartbroken.
Wang Jin calmed Mu Ge'er down, turned around, and stared at everyone fiercely. Everyone took a step back, and even the leader felt that the aura of the person in front of him was different...
He usually looks soft and sticky, like a small animal that needs protection at any time. But at this moment, when his thin body stands here, he creates a very special aura. Although it cannot scare away everyone, it also makes people dare not approach him casually.