Jiang Conghe, who could rise to the rank of commander, was no fool. Stubborn as he was, he still had a brain and could think.
After the incident, Jiang Dafang had not appeared before him. Now that the verdict had been handed down, he showed up and said such things, asked such questions.
Even a fool could connect the dots and realize something was wrong.
On the day he was controlled, the study at home was completely raided, and the safe was directly opened, as if they already knew there were things inside.
And their precision, was it due to their valor? No, it was because there was a traitor, a mole.
Right before him, his own son, Jiang Conghe’s son, was that mole. Was it him who told those people what was inside? He hadn’t even told Xiao Tian, yet he told him. Was this rebellious son planning revenge from the start?
Jiang Conghe felt a sweetness in his throat, forcibly suppressing the surge of bitterness.
"You came for revenge? So all those past days, you were just acting? Making me trust you... No, that’s not it, you even sowed discord between me and the Loo Family!" Jiang Conghe’s face changed dramatically, glaring at him: "Unfilial son, sending your own father to prison, aren’t you afraid of divine retribution?"
"The one who deserves retribution is you!" Jiang Dafang shot up to his feet.
The prison guard stepped forward, warning him with a look, and he had no choice but to sit back down.
"Did you not deserve retribution for climbing the social ladder and abandoning your wife and child? Jiang Conghe, what holy and benevolent act are you performing in front of me?" Jiang Dafang sneered.
"You..." Jiang Conghe was provoked into getting up, but the guard pressed him back down.
Jiang Dafang laughed, squinting his eyes: "Retribution, finally. From now on, no more freedom, to suffer as though a thousand ants are gnawing at your heart. If you survive, when you get out, you’ll be over sixty, with nothing. Ha, I find the thought delightful."
"Unfilial son, regardless, I’m still your father. You’ll face retribution," Jiang Conghe growled through gritted teeth, wishing he could tear him apart thinking about everything that had happened.

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