Wang Jin’s unease was overwhelming, the kind he hadn’t felt since his mother’s death in his past life…
He sensed something terrible was about to happen.
Though full of doubts, Mu ger didn’t dare hesitate. He quickly hid in the shadows.
The moment he concealed himself, Yue ger and the leader appeared.
“Wang Jin?” Yue ger called softly upon seeing him—then let out a piercing scream, as if witnessing something horrifying, and shrank into the leader’s arms.
His scream was deliberately loud, clearly meant to draw attention.
Sure enough, people soon began flooding in.
The situation spiraled out of control. The gathered gers whispered fearfully among themselves, faces pale.
The leader, now seeing Yu ger’s body, gently pushed Yue ger aside and crouched to examine him.
His face turned ashen. “Xiao Yu…”
The leader’s eyes reddened. Wang Jin stood frozen, fingers clenched, silent.
Yue ger cried out at this moment: "A-Jin! How could you kill A-Yu like this!"
Wang Jin widened his eyes, staring at Yue ger.
Yue ger hadn’t even glanced at Yu ger, yet he knew Yu ger was already dead and directly pointed at Wang Jin as the murderer.
Wang Jin twitched his lips, so this was the source of his unease…
The leader, hearing Yue ger’s words, suddenly stood up, grabbed Wang Jin’s collar, and roared: "Was it you?"
"Not me!" Wang Jin met the leader’s gaze with clear, bright eyes, speaking honestly.
Those eyes were so transparent, as if they couldn’t hide even a shred of secrets, utterly free of malice. Faced with such a gaze, the leader’s movements abruptly paused, hesitating slightly.
Seeing this, Yue ger burst into tears: "A-Yu… how could you… just like this… I knew you and A-Jin had a grudge, but I never thought A-Jin could be so cruel…"
Just then, a middle-aged man walked in. Taking in the scene, his eyes reddened, and he nearly fainted from shock.
Zhen ger and Jia ger hurriedly supported the middle-aged ger.
Yue ger sobbed: "A-Jin, why did you have to kill him? Even if you two had issues, they were in the past! I only came today to clear up the misunderstanding, how could you…"
Yue ger’s face was deathly pale, crying so hard he could barely catch his breath. His act was so convincing, so full of raw emotion, it nearly made Wang Jin applaud in admiration.
Ignoring Yue ger, Wang Jin looked at the leader and said: "Just yesterday, Yu ger was laughing and chatting with me. I had no reason to kill him. It wasn’t me."
The leader’s grip loosened, releasing Wang Jin. Seeing this, Yue ger frowned and continued crying: "If not you, then who? You were the only one here when we arrived!"
"Look at Yu ger’s head, smashed and bleeding! The whole room reeks of alcohol, it must’ve been you who hit him with a wine jar! The dishes are shattered too, were you unhappy with the meal? If you were, you could’ve just said so! Why take it out on Yu ger?"
The leader stared at Wang Jin, his gaze still probing.
Wang Jin retorted: "Why would I be unhappy? I didn’t even notice the dishes until you mentioned them! But Yue ger, how do you know so much? How did you know Yu ger was hit in the head with a wine jar?"
A flicker of panic flashed in Yue ger’s eyes, but he quickly hid it.
"Didn’t I see it the moment I walked in? A-Jin, I know you and A-Yu made up, but I also know you’ve always resented him for trying to drive you out of the tribe and for competing over Brother Heng. But no matter how much you hated him, you could’ve just taught him a lesson, why pretend to be friends, then secretly take his life?"
The crowd erupted into murmurs. Back then, Yu ger’s attempt to steal Yuan Heng and expel Wang Jin had indeed been widely discussed.
Later, when Yu ger and Wang Jin reconciled, many doubted it—how could two people who had clashed so fiercely suddenly become friends?
But eventually, after seeing them laughing together, some began to believe it.
Now, with Yue Ger's words, it seemed Wang Jin had only pretended to befriend Yu Ger, all to catch him off guard and exact revenge for past grievances.
That made sense. Wang Jin was known for holding grudges. When the Ju ger family bullied him, he had driven them all out of the tribe, leaving them to perish in the wilderness.
Yu ger had wronged Wang Jin before, befriending him wasn’t Wang Jin’s style. Killing him like this fit his nature far better.
The crowd’s suspicion toward Wang Jin grew, their gazes now wary.
Yue ger pressed on: "Killing a ger means exile from the tribe. And you killed the leader’s brother, you…"
The leader snarled: "Will you leave on your own, or shall I drive you out?"
He clearly believed Yue ger’s words.
Wang Jin gritted his teeth. Yue ger truly had a silver tongue, turning black into white.
The more he spoke, the more Wang Jin was convinced Yue ger was involved.
He raised his voice: "I said it wasn’t me! Yes, the wine was mine, but Yu ger offered to warm it for me and went to the kitchen. When he didn’t return for a long time, I went to check and found him like this!"
"Can anyone verify that?" Yue ger asked, his eyes subtly scanning the room.
He had clearly seen Mu ger enter earlier, he wondered where was he now.
Had he run off to get help? That wouldn’t do…
Thinking this, Yue ger added: "Your word alone means nothing. Who knows if you’re lying? It’s not like you haven’t lied before."
The mention of "lying" reopened an old wound for the leader, reminding him of the time he had wrongly doubted Yue ger…
His hatred for Wang Jin deepened: "You must be lying! You and Xiao Yu went into the kitchen, he showed you today’s dishes, but you weren’t satisfied and threw them. When he scolded you, you smashed his head with your wine jar! How heartless!"
"..." Wang Jin’s eye twitched in fury. "I already said it wasn’t me! I didn’t even know about any dishes, let alone complain! That wine—"
"I can vouch for him. I was there when Yu ger went to warm the wine," Mu ger’s voice suddenly cut in.
The leader froze. Yue ger’s eyes gleamed with triumph. Wang Jin’s face darkened with regret as he muttered: "Why did you come out?"
"I couldn’t stand them framing you," Mu ger said.
Wang Jin rubbed his temples. Now there was no one left to call for help…
It seemed he’d have to rely on himself.
Wang Jin scanned the room.
Yue ger sneered: "Mu ger has always been close to you. Why should we believe him?"
The leader pressed his lips together, silently agreeing with Yue ger.
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