When Gold-toothed saw that we were looking at him, he became flustered. He tried to crawl up from the ground and said, “What do you mean? You’re doubting me? You guys really have no conscience! If it weren’t for me, you would have died already!”

Li Mazi stormed forward and pinned Gold-toothed to the ground, slapping him in the face. “You bastard! I already knew you were a weirdo, but I didn’t think your heart was this black.”

Gold-toothed cried like a kid. “No, it wasn’t me! Yet, I know you won’t believe me, so just get over with it and kill me!” 

I frowned. Gold-toothed didn’t look like he was pretending. 

If it wasn’t him, was the traitor Li Mazi? 

My skeptical eyes scanned Li Mazi. 

Li Mazi didn’t know if he should cry or laugh. “Little Brother Zhang, are you doubting me?” 

I shook my head. “Perhaps one of the ghosts was watching us?” 

Qin Sisi suddenly remembered something. She scurried toward Li Mazi and pushed him to the ground. It seemed...