We aren't close

Ye Wanwan was startled. "There is! Aren't you holding the evidence?! It's written clearly and there are handprints!"

"Oh?" Yi Lingjun reflexively surveyed the contract and chuckled. "I'm old indeed, look at my memory."

Then, in front of Ye Wanwan, Yi Lingjun shredded the contract into pieces and tossed it into a nearby trash can.

"Ah, look at this. Now there isn't any evidence, right?" Yi Lingjun questioned the dumbstruck Ye Wanwan.

When Ye Wanwan broke out of her stupor, she turned to Yi Lingjun, her eyes turning scarlet.

F*ck his grandma! What kind of bullsh*t President of the Arbitration Council was he?! He actually shredded the alliance treaty between the Fearless Alliance and the Direct Line?!

This was a barefaced cover-up! This was a crime! This was wretched and shameless!

Freaking! What he shredded wasn't a piece of paper! It was money—her money!!!

"You… I'll kill you!"