His wife's eyes had turned red from anger by then; she was truly lost for words but, seeing the anxiety on his face, knew better to keep her mouth shut. Inwardly, she wondered if this man was a powerful figure, enough for her husband to nearly grovel for mercy.
"I think that won't be necessary." The young man did not want to continue this conversation, and his eyes fell on Lin Anguo's outreached hands, which were blocking his way. "Let me pass."
"Sir…" persisted the magistrate.
The man's side-eye instantly grew sharper and colder.
The judge dared not insist further and could only unwillingly give way for the other to pass through with much pain and remorse!
The moment Mu Yazhe walked away, the office turned into an explosive mess.
