Celestial Master： I Have an Otherworld-Chapter 59 - 15: Resolution

"Her!"

Wan Dandan pointed at Ling Miao:

"She’s the one who tripped me."

"You’re talking bullshit!" Ling Miao, petite and with a baby-faced chubbiness, gave off an impression of innocence and cuteness, yet her words were unexpectedly crude.

She pointed at Wan Dandan and shouted:

"You clearly fell on your own, why are you saying I tripped you?"

"Don’t talk nonsense without evidence!"

"Exactly." Xu Rong nodded in agreement:

"She fell on her own, we all saw it. Framing a good person, just like a dog eating shit — no change from before."

"Right!"

"Exactly!"

A few companions chimed in, boosting Ling Miao’s confidence, making her stand tall like a proud rooster, her gaze full of disdain.

"Let’s check the surveillance." Fang Zheng looked at the venue manager:

"Whether she was tripped or not can be easily seen."

"Yes." The manager nodded:

"I’ll go get the surveillance footage right away."

Items at the exhibition can easily cost tens of thousands, so surveillance equipment is essential. In no time at all, a clip was transferred over.

Without needing slow motion, it was apparent that Wan Dandan’s fall was suspicious.

Fang Zheng turned his head to Ling Miao:

"What do you have to say for yourself?"

"Tch!" A flash of panic crossed Ling Miao’s eyes, but then she looked disinterested:

"She bumped into me and fell on her own, why say I tripped her? I might as well say she fell intentionally to frame me."

"Exactly." Xu Rong added:

"Wan Dandan’s fall was so exaggerated, I reckon she did it on purpose!"

This time, their companions stayed silent. Although the footage wasn’t very clear, it did seem Ling Miao stretched her leg to trip someone.

The key thing was that the situation was escalating, and they weren’t close enough to Ling Miao to want to get involved.

"Then let’s call the police." Fang Zheng put away the video, his voice cold:

"The Public Security Bureau will handle it when they arrive."

"Trying to scare me?" Ling Miao held her head high, seemingly unafraid even with evidence right there. She shouted like a shrew:

"I’m not scared of your threats. Even if the Bureau comes, it wasn’t me who tripped her. Don’t think you can use your money to frame me."

"You’re right." Fang Zheng stepped forward, his six-foot-something stature towering over someone just over five feet, creating a strong sense of pressure.

He looked down at Ling Miao, speaking slowly:

"I have money, but I also know a lot of people. The Chief of the Public Security Bureau is my senior, and the Deputy Chief is my friend. You can see who they’d believe."

"Thud..."

Ling Miao’s face turned pale, and she instinctively backed away.

Like Wan Dandan, she was new to society and harbored a natural fear of the adult world’s connections, especially those involving the Public Security Bureau.

She wasn’t stupid, knowing that not everything could be resolved by making a scene.

"So... what if that’s the case."

Opening her mouth, she stammered:

"At worst, I’ll pay for it."

As her words fell, Ling Miao felt unwilling. These weren’t just a few dollars’ worth of bowls and dishes but valuable pieces worth tens of thousands.

Tens of thousands?

How could she pay?

Even Xu Rong didn’t speak up this time and instead took two steps back, distancing herself from Ling Miao.

"Pay?" Fang Zheng chuckled at this, then glanced at a somewhat familiar-looking figure in the crowd and waved the person over:

"Xiao Wang, right? What are the penalties for intentionally damaging someone else’s property?"

"My name is Han." Mr. Han smiled awkwardly, never expecting to run into the infamous figure here.

Wanting to hide in the crowd but not daring to, he reluctantly replied:

"If the damage exceeds five thousand yuan, punishment ranges from less than three years of imprisonment to three to seven years if the amount is significant."

"This porcelain is worth tens of thousands, a significant amount."

Three to seven years?

Prison time?

Ling Miao’s face instantly lost all color, her body swaying as if soulless, her mind a blank.

"Hear that?" 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

Fang Zheng turned around and said:

"Get the money ready and contact your family; it won’t be as easy to reach them later."

"No!"

"No!"

Ling Miao snapped back to reality, panic-stricken, her eyes darting frantically. She suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Fang Zheng’s sleeve:

"I beg you..."

"Let go!"

Fang Zheng’s face darkened, and with a slight wave of his sleeve, though the motion seemed minimal, he flung Ling Miao across the floor, sliding several meters.

Ignoring panic-stricken Ling Miao, he looked coldly at someone in the crowd:

"Did I say you could take pictures?"

"..." The person holding a professional camera looked embarrassed:

"It’s just... just recording something."

"Delete it!"

"I’m a journalist sent specifically for promotion."

"Snap!"

With a crisp sound, the professional camera in the person’s hand shattered instantly, and a piece of porcelain shard slowly slid out from it.

Fang Zheng lightly clapped his hands, retracting his gaze.

The strength was controlled well, just a flick of the finger and it had such power. It seems he’s not far from the Qi Blood Second Transformation.

"My camera!"

The person gazed dumbfounded at the camera fragments in his hand, unable to help but shout,

"You broke my camera!"

"Security." Xing Guantao stepped forward and commanded,

"Take this person out!"

"Yes!"

The security guards, who had been standing by, immediately restrained the furious journalist, forcefully dragging him out of the exhibition.

"My camera is worth over twenty thousand, and breaking it like that is fine?"

"Why?"

"Ugh..."

The voice grew more distant and gradually disappeared.

The onlookers exchanged glances, some who had intended to use their phones to record quietly put them away, and the atmosphere turned silent.

"Dandan!"

Ling Miao crawled up from the ground, tears covering her face, her originally rosy cheeks turned deathly pale, and her eyes filled with panic.

She clutched Wan Dandan, kneeling on the ground pleading urgently,

"I beg you, don’t let me go to jail!"

"I’m only in my twenties. If my parents find out, how will they live in the future... I don’t want to go to jail!"

"I’m begging you!"

Wan Dandan had never seen Ling Miao in such a state before, filled with terror, dread, fear, and sadness... tears flowing uncontrollably.

The Ling Miao of the past was always so proud and arrogant, yet now she’s kneeling on the ground, begging desperately, completely losing her composure.

"Boss."

She couldn’t help but look at Fang Zheng, speaking softly:

"Perhaps... let’s just let it go?"

"Let it go?" Fang Zheng’s expression remained unchanged,

"If I weren’t here today, her misfortune could very well have fallen on you; you’d be the one paying money, going to jail."

"Think it over."

Wan Dandan was stunned at his words, her heart filled with dread, but upon seeing Wan Dandan’s expression again, a sense of reluctance and pity arose in her.

"Pay for the damages, apologize, and that will be enough."

She spoke in a low voice,

"But jail time is unnecessary, right?"

"Are you sure?" Fang Zheng looked at her, then nodded slightly,

"It’s all the same to me."

"Go find that Xiao Wang afterward... get a card from Xiao Han, that lawyer seems interesting, we might need him in the future."

"Sure." Wan Dandan breathed a sigh of relief, helping Ling Miao up from the ground,

"It’s okay now, it’s okay."

"Thank you!" Ling Miao, her face full of tears, repeatedly expressed her gratitude,

"Dandan, I was wrong in the past, thank you for being the bigger person. Even though I tripped you... you’re still willing to help me."

"No." Wan Dandan looked embarrassed,

"I have other matters to attend to, you handle the rest yourself."

She couldn’t stand such excessive enthusiasm and hurriedly walked toward Mr. Han.

"Your boss wants my card?"

Mr. Han, a look of reluctance on his face, slowly drew out a business card.

"Why are you scared?"

Wan Dandan took the card, looking puzzled,

"My boss is a wealthy person, if he hires you in the future, it’ll definitely be big business. Don’t lawyers like to network?"

"Huh..." Mr. Han was speechless.

Your boss, being so unfazed when committing murder, is precisely the kind of person I don’t want to know.

......

On the other side.

Xing Guantao and Boss Sun exchanged a glance, then looked away.

They are businessmen and always followed the principle of leaving some room when doing things; they usually wouldn’t push matters to extremes because it wasn’t worth it.

Ordinary people only have so much in terms of assets, what happens if they get desperate when provoked?

Rich people have just one life too!

But this Boss Fang was different, handling things with extreme decisiveness, with no mercy at all.

However, both had heard rumors that Fang’s enormous wealth origins are suspicious, and there are a few dead people in his past, likely going down a dark path, not someone from their circle.

In the future...

It’s better to keep a respectful distance!