Closing the video connection, Wang Xishu, who had been insulted like a dog, sat on the sofa panting heavily. Ever since he became the head of the Northwest District, it had been a long time since anyone dared to point at his nose and scold him like this. But he didn't dare talk back; he knew far better than these lower-level personnel how powerful the organization really was.
"Brother-in-law! Brother-in-law! I was wrong! I truly was wrong! For my sister's sake, please forgive me this time! I won't dare again!" Sha Dehui, who had already been beaten half to death, had long since regained consciousness. Seeing his brother-in-law in such a state, he knew he had caused a huge disaster. Crawling and scrambling, he clung to Wang Xishu's trousers, tearfully begging.
