Qin Zheng looked at Master Qingteng and said, "Do you have anything else to say?"
Master Qingteng's expression remained calm and unflustered, and he said, "I have nothing to say."
He truly had nothing to say; he hadn't expected that the intricate plot he had woven within the Su family would be completely thwarted by Lin Fei.
Of course, his lack of resistance didn't mean he was admitting guilt.
To him, even if he went to the police station, it wouldn't be able to hold him.
He could come and go as he pleased; no one could confine him.
Master Qingteng's eyes, like a cat's, looked at Lin Fei, calm and sinister: Today, you've only won a round, it doesn't mean you'll keep winning against me.
Of course, he hadn't given up on Su Xiaoyue either. Sooner or later, he would make Su Xiaoyue his woman, the perfect counterpart for his dual cultivation.
"Handcuff him and Yan Chunhua and take them back to the police station for investigation," Director Qin ordered the two officers.
