"You."
As the presiding judge, Che Changmin naturally interrogated the last defendant after one defendant pleaded guilty.
The scene quieted down.
Gazing at his once "old friend," An Zairong smiled faintly.
"Respected judge, Ke Zhao and I are partners who share life and death, without distinction between each other. The Trunk Room Society was also jointly operated by us, so the development direction of the company and every action taken were decided together by us."
Touching to the core.
In the modern brotherhood, it must be rare to witness such a display of loyalty and righteousness.
Che Changmin remained unmoved and continued his staid inquiry, "Do you mean to say that you have no objections to all the charges against you?"
Quan Shangying held her breath.
"Yes."
An Zairong's laughter echoed in the courtroom.
"Judge, I have no objections."
Che Changmin nodded and began to confer with the two associate judges, while the jury also began to discuss.
