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"Chen Ge is right, so what if they're rich? We live in a society ruled by law, they definitely won't dare to act recklessly."
Bai Zheli adjusted his black-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose and firmly supported Jiang Chen.
Luo Peng shook his head with a wry smile, glanced at the youngest one who spoke assertively, hesitated to speak, but ultimately didn't want to shatter that naive and precious innocence.
A society ruled by law?
If it had been just a few months earlier, Jiang Chen probably would have shared Bai Zheli's sentiment, but just a few days ago at the entrance of the Demoness Bar, he had witnessed an explosive brawl involving a score of people.
The pathetic wails of the man with the broken leg seemed as though they still hadn't faded away.
Although he never asked how that incident was ultimately resolved, Jiang Chen knew very clearly that Bai Haoran, the instigator, was still unscathed to this day, without any trouble.
