Duan Yingwei hesitated for a moment, and finally took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind, he knelt down on the ground with a puff: "Great Elder, Fourth Uncle asked me to frame Duan Yingjun, so I really don't blame me! I am obsessed with money, and I was blinded by him for a while, so I did this kind of thing!"

Yan Shuiling beside him heard Duan Yingwei admitting himself, his face showed a look of panic, he lowered his head and dared not speak, but his body trembled involuntarily.

Duan Shouheng's face turned livid instantly, and he looked at Duan Yingwei angrily: "Yingwei, what are you talking about! How dare you frame your fourth uncle!"