"There's one more thing, now that I'm in the clear, that person who reported me for extortion..."
Old Lan's expression turned serious upon hearing this, "Lawyer Tang, rest assured, we won't wrong a good person, nor will we let a bad one off the hook!"
That settled it, Old Tang waved his hand and turned to leave, his silhouette looking as ordinary as ever, yet Old Lan truly began to admire him.
A man in the late stages of cancer, still fighting so hard for his rights, consuming painkillers that he had become tolerant to, and as he just made it clear, actually paying for the legal fees out of his own pocket and that of his own firm.
There's nothing wrong with talking about these things, doing good is just that, doing good, the police aren't the Lawyers Association.
Even if the leaders of the National Lawyers Association were here, Old Tang would have spoken his mind just the same.
