"Thank you, Almighty. Please, prioritize the interrogation of Young Master Wen's witnesses!"
Shortly after, five witnesses were ushered forward. Some among them appeared visibly anxious and uneasy, instinctively shuffling and attempting to retreat. Lord Qin, displeased, struck a wooden stick and reprimanded them. Only then did they stiffen, immobilized by fear.
Lord Qin's countenance remained stern and unwavering as he began the interrogation.
Observing the proceedings with keen interest, Qiao Xuan found the unfolding events entirely expected.
If Young Master Wen's chosen witnesses did not testify in his favor, who else would? A self-testimony? Unless he were possessed by a ghost.
Qiao Xuan couldn't help but sigh with a hint of emotion. Regardless of Young Master Wen's background, he seemed destined to face insurmountable odds. If it were only Liu Fu and the others grappling with this predicament, escape would be an impossible feat.
