"Heh, we are murderers, but who are you?" Yang Ji could not help but sneer.
Jiang Li replied unperturbed, "Heluo God is the murderer, what does that have to do with me, Jiang Li?"
Though the uncle deserved to die, given Jiang Li's kind heart, how could he bear to strike?
It must have been the work of the demonic people from the Devil God Sect.
"The murderer is Heluo God, what does that have to do with us?" Yang Ji applied the same logic back to them.
Everyone involved was in disguise, and even those who weren't didn't care. So you see, all the wicked deeds were done by Heluo God, wasn't everyone present a decent person?
"Excellent," Jiang Li clapped his hands, "Since none of us belongs to the demonic outsiders of the Devil God Sect, please don't hinder me from handling my uncle's inheritance."
Round and round they went, and the conversation came back to Jiang Li rightfully taking his uncle's inheritance.