Xing Bengt was tongue-tied, he looked at the Yamen chief in shock. This was his good uncle, the one who played with him when he was a child but yet now he was actually pushing him to the edge of the cliff? Why?
How can Xing Bengt understand that the chief wasn't pushing him? It was him who started everything, he was the one who chased after a woman he shouldn't have, nor he should have tried to force himself on her and when he was caught, he should have accepted the matter as it was and just let it go. But he was bent on making it bigger and bigger until it could no longer be controlled.
"Chief——"
