"It's really strange. In this kind of setting, I can't see Liang Xianghe," Wang Ming said.
"At his level, whether he comes or not, it's all the same."
"Second Grandpa, what do you mean by that?"
"Because he can't change the outcome. Instead of attending a trial where the result is already known, it's better to stay hidden and have peace."
"I get it."
Wang Ming smiled and said, "I guess he might be drinking alone right now, who knows."
"What he does no longer matters," Wang Bingquan said:
"If it weren't for having something to say to him at the end, I wouldn't have come either."
"Actually, at this time, it's still better to come and take a look. One always needs to experience the joy of victory." Wang Ming sighed with some emotion:
"Unknowingly, two years have passed, and the former Wang family is finally back."
Wang Bingquan didn't speak, but smiled as well.
To him, Lin Yi's death was not important. Stepping on Liang Xianghe was what really mattered.