Click!
The handcuffs locked in place, the cold metal proclaiming Xu Shiming's downfall.
"Xu Shiming, you... why?" The President looked at Xu Shiming in disappointment, "Why do you persist in your mistakes?"
"Once the bow is drawn, there's no turning back. I accept my fate," Xu Shiming closed his eyes.
The cold wind rushed in from outside, the stars above coldly illuminating the myriad human affairs below.
"Old Xu, I originally intended to let you off the hook. You... sigh!" The President sighed helplessly.
That tone, as if hating iron for not becoming steel, made Xu Shiming very dissatisfied. He opened his eyes, glaring at the President with hatred: "The victor is the king, the loser the bandit. What qualifies you to pity me? If it weren't for you, I would have had the chance to become President!"
The President's face changed dramatically: "Old Xu, you..."
