Wu Changhe looked at the case file in his hand, his brows furrowing slightly. Only after turning to the last page did he raise his head to look at Shen Hao across from him.
"These are all the charges?"
"Yes. For now, the only ones with conclusive evidence are these. However, based on my judgment, Zhao Tianyang definitely has more issues that warrant further investigation."
"But privately purchasing and trafficking elixirs and magical artifacts are not crimes punishable by death, are they? I've heard you locked up Zhao Tianyang in the Li City Black Banner Battalion's dungeon and subjected him to daily severe interrogation—isn't that going too far?"
