"Fuck! What's going on? Why are the cops here?"
Zhang Kehu paced back and forth restlessly, like a trapped beast.
"Damn it! If this blows up, Bai will definitely know I've been playing both sides.
It's all because of you!"
Suddenly, he kicked Wan Xingping and said through gritted teeth, "If it weren't for you sweet-talking me into believing following Xing would lead to greatness, now even Yan Yongxing himself can't save his own skin.
Tomb robbery! Do you have any idea what kind of crime that is? No connections can save you from that!"
"Brother! Hu! Please, calm down; I had no idea the police would show up out of nowhere!"
Wan Xingping clutched his head to protect himself from being hit, "Up until today, I was still a highly educated returned scholar, I could have easily entered a company's middle or high management, with a limitless future ahead.
And now, look at me—turned into a fugitive, not even sure if I can make it out alive, I... I've been wronged to death..."
