"Don't even think of making us pull strings for you!" Pei Qian immediately snuffed out his hopes; even if Fang Li were beaten to death, she wouldn't lift a finger to save him!
Fang Liuming also watched with cold, hard eyes.
Fang Li looked towards Old Scholar Fang, Grandma Fang, and Fang Fu, not one offered him a kind glance, not to mention the heart-chilling despair of Lady Yu and the rage-filled resentment of Fang Liuyang.
No one was willing to help him, and Fang Li brimmed with frustrated hatred.
Widow Yang began to weep bitterly for her poor child, "...I've failed you! I'm powerless, unable to protect you, my poor child!"
Although Fang Li prided himself on managing the family business and knowing many people, even dealing with the Government Office, he vaguely knew that when it truly mattered, those in the Government Office probably wouldn't give him face. And without silver to offer them, why would they help him?
