Jin Zijin and King Jin had naturally prepared a mountain of witnesses and evidence, but Jin Wei's sudden suicide had thrown everyone into disarray.
Even if he faced the courtroom tomorrow, he wouldn't be afraid. But tomorrow, too many uncertainties awaited.
Gu Youyou, however, had seen through it all even more clearly. She anxiously said, "That old bastard is like a shameless rogue. Even if your evidence is ironclad, he won't admit to anything. And your father will hesitate to act rashly, always fearing to upset the balance of power. If you don't take action, King Jin's game might be over just like that."
Jin Zijin froze for a moment, then looked up at Gu Youyou. "What do you suggest?"
Gu Youyou sneered coldly. "To deal with a rogue, you have to use a rogue's methods. Think about it—what will it take to make him confess?"
Jin Zijin gave a bitter smile. "Even if I kill him, he wouldn't confess. Admitting to this would mean extermination of his entire family."
