The person who said this.

It is Mr. Si.

He has been waiting for his granddaughter to come back for twenty years.

Before he could take a good look at her appearance, listen to her voice, see if she had lost weight, or ask her if she was doing well, he collapsed.

And... he fell at the moment when his precious granddaughter needed him most.

"Old man..."

The heads of the top aristocratic families had seen Mr. Si fall down due to poison, and it was a poison that had no cure. Now they were shocked to see Mr. Si come back to life with their own eyes.

They all said in an unbelievable tone: "Old man, I'm so lucky that you're really awake."

"Now it's not a question of whether Si Yu is your granddaughter, but that she did something so outrageous. She killed her own father with her own hands."

"Si Yu can kill the Si family leader now for the benefit of the company, and in the future, he can kill you to inherit the position! Old man, please wake up, it is a cancer!"

Mr. Si heard these words of support for the death penalty.

But he suddenly laughed in a deep voice: "You support the death penalty just because she is my granddaughter, not yours."

"I don't care what she looks like to you."

"I just know."

"In my heart, as an old man, Si Yu is the best."

"I won't say much else. In short, you want to touch my granddaughter unless I die!"

Mr. Si stood up with his head held high and his chest high.

He is really old.

I am already over 80 this year, and I may let go after a while...

He couldn't let go of Si Yu and couldn't bear to let her fight against the Si family wolves alone. So he came to this trial!

"Mr. Si."

"This is the trial hall, not a place where you talk about the love between children. Si Yu made a mistake and should be punished accordingly." The judge said coldly and selflessly.

"Little Master."

"What do you think?"

The voices of disapproval came one after another.

Quan Jin sat there silently, as if he had not heard these voices. Quan Jin did not let Si Yu come to the scene for this trial.

Because she knows.

Si Yu would never make things difficult for her.

Quan Jin lowered his head, and before he could see the expression on her face clearly, he could hear her voice that brooked no resistance: "What if I say, Si Yu, I'm guaranteed a bail?"

For a while.

The whole place fell silent.

The head of the Si family had already guessed that Quan Jin would answer like this, so he mustered up the courage to say, "My lord, do you really want to let Si Yu be acquitted for the sake of your personal feelings?"

"By doing that, are you worthy of those who trust you? Are you worthy of justice?"

"Even Su Yi knows that the overall situation is the most important thing. Don't you still know that once Si Yu is released, the rule of sealing borders will be abolished?!"

"...."

All kinds of words of disapproval came towards Quan Jin.

The official couldn't bear to hear bad words towards Quan Jin, so he slapped the table with his palm: "What are you talking about? Does Su Yi put Daquan as the most important thing, so my sister must be impartial and selfless?"

"This didn't happen to you."

"You will always stand on the highest point and use the words of fairness, kindness, and consideration for others to force others to do what they should do."

"I don't believe it. If the person who is about to be executed is your dearest person, you can still say such a thing. What the fuck!"

Talking and talking.

The official uttered a foul language.

Quan Jin just sat there in silence.

His expression of neither joy nor anger can always give people a sense of intimidation.

"Wow." Quan Jin suddenly stood up.

She put her hands on the table, her eyes as black as jewels swept across the audience, and said something she had heard in China: "Whoever thinks I should approve the death penalty, please stand up."

For a long while, there was no movement.

Quan Jin did not rush and waited calmly!

After waiting for a long time, a man slowly stood up from his position and said: "My lord, as the leader of the territory, you should not be biased against Siyu. The death penalty is the best consequence for her."

Quan Jin stared straight ahead.

He chuckled silently to the man who stood up majestically and coldly: "I once saw a video conversation in a report from a lower country."

"It's a reporter who interviewed a gentleman."

And next.

It was a conversation that had been prepared to be projected on the big screen behind Quan Jin.

Reporter: ‘I see a lot of people commenting on the Internet, accusing rich people of not having enough money to spend, so why don’t they donate?”

"I would like to ask, sir, if you had one million in cash, would you donate it all to the mountainous area?'

Sir: 'Of course.'

Reporter: 'What if there are 10 million? Or 100 million, will every cent be donated to the mountainous areas?'

The husband was silent for a while: 'I will definitely do it, not a penny will be left.'

Reporter: ‘So if you have a house worth one million, would you be willing to donate it to the mountains?’

The husband immediately shook his head: 'That won't happen.'

Reporter: ‘Why?’

The husband frowned and said in a solemn tone: 'Because I really have a house worth one million.'

This is a conversation printed in front of everyone at the top of the screen.

Quan Jin doesn't know if anyone has ever seen such a joke, but there are countless such things in real life.

Quan Jin's cold and oppressive gaze swept across the audience.

Looking at the silent Si family members, people, and everyone present, he said with a sarcastic smile: "Because the person sitting on the throne of Fengjiang is me, not you!"

"Because the people imprisoned in the trial dungeon are the ones I want to protect, and I am the master of this territory."
Chapter completed!