"Are you done talking?"
Xiao Yi watched the two of them exchanging words, speaking slowly and methodically.
Chen Shuiwen and the other person were startled.
Xiao Yi fiddled with the cup in his hands, his face wearing a faint smile, "If you're finished, then it's my turn!"
Chen Shuiwen frowned, "Mr. Xiao, what exactly do you want?"
Xiao Yi said, "Actually, whether this is about trumping up charges or you getting what you deserve — none of that truly matters..."
"Mr. Xiao, what do you mean by that?" Chen Shuiwen looked at him, puzzled.
Xiao Yi stood up, stretching his limbs, and smiled, "Since Emperor Qian has handed Xiaoshanhe Institute over to me, everything within it is at my disposal. If I say you are guilty, then you are guilty; if I say you are innocent, then you are innocent. Whether there is evidence or not is beside the point!"
"You..."
Chen Shuiwen's face went through a series of changes, showing a hint of horror in his eyes.
In his view...
