Lu Xinlong hadn't expected the deeds he'd committed to be exposed so quickly. Facing those pairs of eyes in the hall that seemed ready to devour him felt like a bucket of ice-cold water pouring down, chilling him to the core; his drunkenness vanished in an instant.
"Beast, are you listening to me? Is what Young Master Ma said true?" As soon as Lu Da saw the horrified expression on his son's face, as if he had seen a ghost, his heart skipped a beat.
This wretch, could he really be so audacious and have actually done it?
"Father, that's not the case, how could I do such a thing? What benefit would that be to me?" Lu Xinlong stuttered, attempting to wriggle out of the accusation.
But the more he tried to defend himself, the fine sweat on his forehead began to seep out like water, and his evasive gaze—how could anyone believe he was innocent?
Mayor Ma's face immediately stretched long.
