The jailer laughed, "Get rich? The Yuan family has been raided. Most of their assets will be used to pay back taxes. There's no money left."
Yuan Liang was shocked. "What? Was it that bitch Ming Ying who reported it?!"
The jailer couldn't answer his question. He continued, "You claim to be the head of the Yuan family. Dalisi Procuratorate will soon come for you. Attempted poisoning of your daughter already means years in prison. Now... you'll probably get beheaded."
After all, the Yuan family had evaded a significant amount of taxes.
The jailer turned and left.
Yuan Liang pounded the ground in hatred. "Ming Ying! You bitch!"
His chest was filled with rage, and he gritted his teeth.
In the damp, dark, and foul-smelling end of the cell block, only someone like Yuan Liang, who couldn't afford bribes, would be imprisoned here.
The sound echoed.
At this moment, a hoarse, cold voice responded, "Want revenge?"
Yuan Liang was stunned.