Chapter 338 It's Snowing

Idris finished organizing the first aid kit, glanced at me, and a faint smile tugged at the corner of his lips. "You're clever." I rolled my eyes, not in the mood for jokes at a time like this. I looked at him, a bit exasperated, and asked, "What are you planning to do?" He shook his head. "I don't know. I’m the target, and they've orchestrated so many things in succession just to make me feel agitated. I'm playing along for now, and I also want to see what they will do next." I pursed my lips, unable to contain my curiosity. "Who is this person, and how can they manipulate things even from inside prison, committing murder without a trace of evidence? Do they hold a grudge against both of us?" Idris took a seat in the armchair, his dark eyes narrowing slightly as he seemed lost in thought. After a moment, he replied, "Perhaps he only has a grudge against me, and there may not necessarily be any enmity with you." "Have you offended someone?" Over the years, the Youngs had done well