"What gives you the right to arrest me? Huh? On what grounds? I want to lodge a complaint! I want to seek redress!"
The man, dressed like an old farmer with his pant legs rolled up, struggled as he was handcuffed.
"You're Elder San, right? Stop your howling. Your bald boss has already ratted you out."
"What?!" Elder San was visibly shaken.
He looked at Wang Zhao Ping with an expression of disbelief.
"This... this can't be possible!"
"You think I'm bluffing you? If it wasn't for your bald boss and his crew getting caught, how would we know you're still here keeping watch? We simply followed the house numbers to find you!"
Upon hearing this, Elder San was dumbfounded.
Even the fact that he was keeping watch was known; there was no doubt someone had betrayed him!
Could it really be the boss?
Why? Just to get a lighter sentence?
He gave up struggling, his face void of color.