C385 Death of Man

"What do you want me to do?"

I said, "It's not what I want you to do. It's that you have to think about what else you can do. At least you need to confess."

"Confession?" "To whom?" Old Zeng asked, confused.

I said with a sneer, "Confess for what you have done, repent to God, and confess even more to those who have died under your gun. They have no enmity with you