Ji Baijian suddenly stood up in the solemn courtroom, uttering each word deliberately, "I have credible evidence to prove that the mastermind behind this case is not Song Zhizhi, but instead..."
Everyone was looking at Ji Baijian.
Ye Wenhan, Qian Guanshu.
Ji Baili, Xin Zaozao.
Chu Qin, Qin Jingxiang.
Chu Zhaotian, Qin Wenguo.
All the people present were watching him.
Obviously.
Ye Wenhan began to tense up all over.
About Ji Baijian, about this man, it seemed always to be the case: silence before a stunning proclamation.
He took a deep breath.
Struggling to suppress his emotions.
He didn't know why Ji Baijian could exert such pressure.
Even if he didn't want to admit it, deep down he was envious. When, oh when, could he have that kind of aura? It's not some artificial show of presence, but an inherent quality that makes him the center of attention the moment he speaks, the focal point of all eyes. His charisma seemed to captivate everyone.
Such a tense courtroom.
