What Does That Have to Do with Me?

Minister Lin's face turned livid with anger, but he said nothing more.

Because Big Black's gaze looked utterly insane.

At that moment, Minister Lin felt as though he were being chased by a lunatic wielding a knife, desperately hiding inside the only elevator that could save his life.

Yet the elevator doors were closing agonizingly slowly. Before they shut, you never knew whether a knife might suddenly jam between them!

"Hmph!"

His pride only allowed Minister Lin to snort coldly before sitting back down.

Behind Luo Fengshan, Di Tianqing and the others pressed their lips together, nearly bursting into laughter.

You had to admit, young people these days really knew how to play. Their generation could never pull something like this.

Still, the move was remarkably effective.

Big Black had successfully shifted the backlash from executing Ba Dawang away from Zhonghe Institute and onto the people currently making the decisions.

Although protecting Ba Dawang this way might intensify the conflict even further.

The conflict between the two sides had already surfaced.

There was no need to intensify it. It had already begun to take root.

The chief judge hurriedly coughed twice.

**"Fu Junlin, watch your attitude! You openly threatened a Federation public official. You've got some nerve!

As a General, is this all the awareness you have?"**

Minister Lin beside him was furious enough for smoke to pour from all seven orifices.

That damned chief judge was clearly taking Fu Junlin's side, wasn't he? He only spoke up after the threat was already made. What good was that!

"Enough! We will report this matter and reassess it. Let's end things here for today!"

the chief judge said.

Though Minister Lin and the others looked terrible, they had nothing more to say. They knew this matter would most likely be dropped.