The bullet comments were shocking, as if they were filled with blood-red madness.
Gu Qiqi’s heart sank.
Beigong Mingtian was right.
Gong Jue couldn’t clear his name..
No matter how great his contribution was, no matter how many people he saved, he couldn’t clear his name of being a different race and threatening civilians.
What was even more terrifying was that even his family, friends, and subordinates would be implicated.
The public opinion that had already sunk into madness only demanded one result.
And that was death!
Death as an apology! ! !
As Gu Qiqi watched, her vision became blurry, and an uncontrollable crystal glistened in her eyes.
These people were all citizens who Gong Jue had once protected with his death.
