Not long after, all the Ji Family's servants were rounded up and brought to the guest house living room.
A total of twelve servants were present, while the butler and A Xiu were absent because they were accompanying Old Madam Ji at the hospital.
"Who among you called Ji Wei today?" Mo Qian's voice rang out coldly, each word striking heavily on everyone's hearts: "You'd better confess immediately to avoid suffering."
Suddenly dragged to the living room by bodyguards dressed in black, the servants were thrown into confusion, not knowing what had happened. Hearing Mo Qian's words, most of them looked bewildered, unable to make sense of the situation.
When his words fell, the room fell into an eerie silence; not a single person dared to step forward and admit.
"Not willing to speak, are you?" Mo Qian's voice carried a chill devoid of any warmth. "Fine, then start with him—interrogate each one, one by one!"
