Public Trial

Sensing her gaze, Guo Dabao glanced over and, upon seeing her, flames of anger erupted in his eyes. He remembered her, the wretched girl who had staged the accident that day!

Unexpectedly encountering her here, both new grievances and old resentments surged within him. He immediately regarded Zhouzhou with a hostile gaze.

Before he could act, however, two icy glares shot towards him. He felt a chill run down his spine and turned his head to see the man who almost ran them over today, along with the onlooker.

At this moment, the gaze of both individuals was colder than the other, truly daunting. He shrank back in fear, his legs weakening, almost collapsing to the ground.

Yet, when he looked at the coffin beside him, it seemed to give him some courage.

He reached out and held onto it, continuing to wail, "Mother, please open your eyes and look at me. Your son hasn't been filial yet. How could you leave us like this?"