As Li Tian'er was about to be sentenced, Li Yaosong finally resolved to kill.
He'd been pulling strings up and down these few days, but everyone politely dodged the issue—not a single person dared to touch this case.
The online uproar was too intense, public sentiment raging; no one dared mess with it right now.
Li Yaosong's anger surged—his son was his whole world. If his son was gone, he didn't want the people who harmed him to have any peace either.
Early in the morning, he sent a deposit to Abe Jinwu.
Actually, even if he gave up on this case, Abe Jinwu would make his move—he'd just drag Li Yaosong down with him.
This young Japanese guy was arrogant to the extreme. Qin Feng had humiliated him several times; how could he swallow that?
In the living room, Abe Jinwu sprawled on the sofa, still sitting arrogantly, confidently saying, "Ladies and gentlemen, now we can finally have a real conversation!"
