Yan Luoxi shook her head and said to Han Zheng, "I'm fine. I troubled you today. Since Fu Lun has given up on his defense, once this case goes to court, how many years will he get?"
Han Zheng really couldn't bear it, but still spoke honestly, "With the criminal evidence we've collected so far, if he gives up hiring a lawyer, the lightest sentence is life imprisonment, and the heaviest is the firing squad."
Yan Luoxi's knees suddenly went weak. Li Yeqi hurriedly reached out to hold her, lowering his eyes to look at her with worry.
Yan Luoxi gave a desolate smile. "I understand. Thank you for telling me."
She didn't try to争取 anything for Fu Lun; she chose to respect his decision. She thought, for Fu Lun to end up where he was today—if their positions had been switched back then, if Fu Xuan had brought her back to the mountain stronghold, then the one going to prison today might have been her.
