I Can't Go Back

Ye Xiu was tied to a pillar in the middle of the altar. The tape sealed his mouth. He looked like he was in a sorry state, but he still coldly stood there with his back straight.

He looked like an old man in his twilight years. However, his body still had an unpardonable tenacity.

Who would have thought that such an old man would ruthlessly stir up trouble and not even let go of his own children?

The square where the altar was was was filled with spectators. On the stage, the Presiding Judge next to Ye Xiu was reading the script he had prepared beforehand. It was extremely difficult to write about the crimes he had committed.

The spectators were all enraged and all kinds of curses were heard.