Shen Chan looked at An Dingran and said with some disapproval: "Even if you find incense sticks and paper money, you can't prove that your sister-in-law is cursing Mr. King, let alone prove that Mr. King's injury is related to her."

 

An Dingran looked at Shen Chan and said, "Our family has no relatives died. Isn't it strange that she suddenly bought incense paper money?"

 

Shen Chan put her hands on her knees, nodded subconsciously, and said, "It sounds strange, but we have to find those things first."

 

Andingran looked at Shen Chan, and only the two of them could understand the profound meaning in their eyes.

 

Mr. King's legs...