A sudden surge of intense killing intent erupted from Jim's body, directly targeting the person sitting on the coffin.
Feeling the murderous aura emanating from Jim, the person on the coffin snorted coldly and said disdainfully, "Jim, do you dare?"
"If the Marshal finds out everything, do you think he'll keep you?" said the other coldly, "And if I'm not mistaken, his wife Qiu Ruoxi has probably already fallen into your hands, hasn't she?"
Jim slowly exhaled a deep breath and said, "I can tell the Marshal that I collaborated with you to infiltrate your ranks in order to investigate everything, and I haven't killed his wife, have I?"
"You..."
"The most important thing for a person is to distinguish between what's primary and secondary!" Jim spoke again, his voice icy cold, "Those who can't tell the difference often die miserably."
The other person didn't say anything but snorted heavily to express his inner dissatisfaction.
