When the police walked up and tried to take him away, Jiang Sheng suddenly snapped back to reality.
He fell into the trap!
"Song Guanchao, I, I damn it..."
He wanted to curse but forcefully held back.
Song Guanchao smiled gently and said, "Mr. Jiang, I'm not someone who bullies when in the right. If you apologize to me now, I'll pretend this never happened."
"Don't even think about it!"
"Oh? Not willing to apologize?"
Song Guanchao glanced at the police officer: "Officer, for defamation and insult, how many days of detention?"
"Seven days to half a month."
Song Guanchao said, "Mr. Jiang, you're quite a man, would rather sit for ten days to half a month than apologize. I admire you, take care!"
"I, I... I apologize!"
He knew that Song Guanchao could really get him detained.
"Sorry, I shouldn't have cursed at you."
Jiang Sheng lowered his head and said with humiliation.
He told himself that this wasn't cowardice; it was flexibility.
