The moment Song Changsheng spoke, Song Lusheng—who had been all smiles just a second before—trembled. His expression changed in a flash, his eyes betraying a hint of terror.
He suppressed the tempest in his heart, forcing a stiff smile onto his face. "Thief? What are you talking about?"
Song Changsheng closed the distance step by step, staring directly into the other man's eyes. "If you don't understand, Uncle," he said coldly, "then I'll be clearer. Why... did you betray the clan?"
Feeling the pressure and power rolling off of Song Changsheng, Song Lusheng's eyes filled with despair. He collapsed to the ground like a boneless heap. "How did you find out?" he asked with a bitter smile. "I was so sure I hadn't given myself away."
Song Changsheng looked down at Song Lusheng, his eyes filled not just with anger, but with a deeper sense of pain.
