Shi Feiyang became more and more agitated as he spoke, his chest heaving violently. His righteousness surged like turbulent waves, threatening to completely submerge Xie Luo Jia's evil.
Under Shi Feiyang's stern interrogation, Xie Luo Jia's face turned as pale as paper, devoid of any blood.
The anger in Xie Luo Jia's heart was like a raging volcano, yet he was unable to refute due to guilt.
He never imagined that his usual arrogance and dominance would lead to being cornered today by a nameless junior.
He threw his head back and let out an ear-splitting howl, filled with unwillingness and anger, breaking through the oppressive atmosphere: "The world has its own justice! How could I, Xie Luo Jia, admit to these false charges? I would never ambush others—this is surely Shi Feiyang's slander! I will die before I yield!"
