After Ma Weiguo went out and closed the door, Xu Qianli's gaze fell on Zhang Kuisan. "Deputy County Magistrate Zhang, having seen me again, do you not have anything to say?"
Deputy County Magistrate?
This term jolted the spirit of the otherwise listless Zhang Kuisan, making him feel deeply insulted.
Once he had been the Executive Deputy County Magistrate and Acting County Magistrate of Jiang City; his past glory had been more than just impressive.
But now, because of this bastard Xu Qianli, everything was over for him—not only had he lost his official position, but he was also clanking around in a prison cell, reduced to his current state.
Defeated and humiliated, Xu Qianli still had the audacity to come to the prison to mock him. Zhang Kuisan really couldn't bear it; fury surged through him and he wanted to lunge forward, but alas, he was chained and couldn't get up, only managing to stare furiously at Xu Qianli and roar loudly.
"You son of a bitch, Xu Qianli!"
