The man in the driver's seat clenched the steering wheel tightly with both hands, his veins bulging from exertion, "Mr. Fu, you're right, I can't afford a villa at Lishui Bay, not in this lifetime. I'm not like you, all the money you make is tainted. Do you ever think back on the despicable things you've done while living in your big house? You sold your conscience for money a long time ago; you're a ruthless lawyer, you deserve to die!"
Fu Yichen was not only unfazed but also lit up another cigarette, "I might lack a conscience, but everything I do and earn is legal. You're probably a relative of a party from a case that stood against me, right? You look unfamiliar. To tell you the truth, you're not the only one who's come after me; during my career, I've made quite a few enemies. Before you act, think carefully about the consequences."
"I've already thought it through, fuck!"
