But, no justice can be spoken of for the top rulers?

It is so common to do dirty things behind your back in the name of justice.

In the pavilion of a small building.

The continuous stream flows slowly down from the rockery, making a rustling and quiet sound.

A middle-aged man in martial arts uniform sat on the stone bench on the pavilion and frowned and looked at the stone table. This long list.

Wu Zili, who was standing quietly behind the middle-aged man.

This middle-aged man is his father and the president of the current Chinese Martial Arts Association, Wu Shen.

He said he was the president, but in fact he was also an agent. Wu Zili's grandfather, who had followed the head of the Qin family in seclusion a few years ago, went back only once a few months. Therefore, all the matters of the Wu family were handed over to Wu Shen.

"Baby, what do you think?"

Wu Shen picked up the teacup, took a sip, and asked indifferently.

Wu Zili stared at this long list, "The Qin family wanted to kill people with a knife, but did not want to waste time on such a small street, so they gave this dirty and tiring work to me. After all, the big Qin family would challenge Xiami, and it would be easy for others to look down on the Qin family's background."

“That’s all?”

Wu Shen raised his eyebrows.

Wu Zili thought for a moment and bowed apologetically, "The child is dull, please ask my father to teach me."
Chapter completed!