That single sentence left the reporter furious, embarrassed, and red-faced.
Tony had hit the heart of the issue.
A bunch of ignorant civilians demanded this and that—freedom, transparency, the right to know, for the government to reveal the "truth." But in reality, once they saw the truth, they could not accept it... then they cursed this and blamed that, complained that the world had treated them unfairly... and so on.
They were simply like Lord Ye, who claimed to love dragons but fled in terror when he saw a real one!
"B-But... but he... he clearly had gentler ways of handling this." The reporter still refused to give up, stubbornly persisting.
Tony smiled. "Honestly, I don't know why you insist on pinning this 'crime' on him. Of course, I'm not trying to clear his name either. I'm just curious—so what if... so what if you get your way? Can you throw him in prison? Or can your so-called younger brother get out of prison?"
With that, Tony waved his hand, ending the press conference.
Given Tony's capabilities, it was easy for him to uncover the reporter's motives. The man had gone to such lengths to pin the blame on Chino; there was obviously something wrong.
And after looking into it...
Heh. His cousin had been imprisoned for robbery and murder, which was why he had resorted to such a desperate move.
Just as he reached the door, Tony turned back with a smile. "Oh, right. Even if you get your way, he won't care. But you... how do you think you compare to Thanos?"
After saying that, he ignored the pale-faced reporter and walked away.
Cold sweat beaded across the reporter's forehead. With a bang, he slid from his chair to the floor, his heart nearly stopping.
Yeah, perhaps one