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Finally, the day of the retrial arrived, and the number of people who came out of curiosity to attend was no less than last time. But this time, it was no longer me sitting in the defendant's seat.

False accusation, extortion!

With multiple charges, Xu Jiani would be sentenced to at least ten years.

"Silence," the judge said sternly, though sweat had already begun to trickle down his cheek quietly.

This incident had caused such a commotion that countless people petitioned for a heavy sentence against Xu Jiani.

The higher-ups were also very concerned about the outcome of this case, constantly reminding him to take it seriously and not to bend the law for personal gain.

Compared to Xu Jiani's small favors, it was obvious that his official position was more important.

Unlike my confidence and composure, Xu Jiani stood in the defendant's position, her face as pale as a ghost.