Ye Xingbei opened her eyes wide: "Dead?"
"No," Gu Junzhu sighed, "Disabled."
"Disabled?" Ye Xingbei felt a block in her heart: "What about that woman? Was she sentenced?"
"No," Gu Junzhu said, "At that time, she was not yet eighteen, protected by the Juvenile Protection Law, not having to bear legal responsibility. The court ruled her family should pay compensation, but her family wasn't any good people, just a bunch of scoundrels, and they didn't pay a single cent to the victim."
Ye Xingbei was stunned: "So that's it?"
"What else could be done?" Gu Junzhu shook his head: "There are good people and bad people in every group. A small minority of bad juveniles have tarnished the original intention of the Juvenile Protection Law. It's heartbreaking yet helpless."
We can't abolish the Juvenile Protection Law because of a few bad juveniles, which would leave many good, defenseless juveniles without protection.
That's the reality; there are many unfair things.
