"Do you know who my father is?" The young man clutched his chest, struggling to his feet from the ground, clearly hurt from Fang Jueyu's recent kick.
"I don't know who your father is," Fang Jueyu spread his hands, "but I do know, if the police find out you were driving drunk, not only will you be in trouble, but your father will too, even if he is Li Gang!"
The era where officials protect one another and dominate everything has long passed. As long as there's evidence, no one can be above the law.
"I'd advise you to turn yourself in. It'd be better not to make me take you there myself!"
He recalled the tragic incident that occurred in Jiangnan City, where a female Maserati driver, drunk, claimed the lives of several youths.
Although Fang Jueyu wasn't a superhero, these incidents could recur. This time they had been lucky with no casualties, but the next time might not be the same. At the very least, this young man had to pay the price for his actions.
