The three old men's faces weren't good. All options on the table were extinguished by Yang Qingyue's move.
They grasped the teacup and drank all of it, not savoring the exquisite taste inside the content.
"I think we have an agreement," the mayor said after seeing the scenario had calmed down. His entire back was wet with cold sweat.
Yang Qingyue gestured with her head meaning it depended on the commissioner and the judge.
They were in a dilemma. On the one side, Yang Qingyue wanted to harm their relatives. On the other side, their position remained no longer safe and their future career path seemed under the control of Yang Qingyue.
Although the clever policewoman gave them a handle in exchange, for the promotion of her rank and authority, they knew for a fact that Yang Qingyue could achieve these in a matter of time.
