Chen Jun lay on the ground, completely stunned.
It was over. Attempted murder, tomb raiding, smuggling cultural artifacts—all these crimes would be punished together, and the heavy sentence meant losing his life, while the lesser meant spending his life in prison.
Security was already dragging Chen Jun away to prevent him from dirtying the hall and spoiling the mood of the distinguished guests.
Chen Qiang's mind went blank, and he subconsciously wanted to follow his son out, when a clear, ethereal voice from a girl called out from behind: "Chen Qiang."
Chen Qiang stopped in his tracks.
Bai Chuwei smiled gracefully, "I forgot to tell you, Bai Chu is not a student sponsored by Chen Meihua."
Chen Qiang was taken aback and turned around abruptly, "What did you say?"
Bai Chuwei's red lips slightly lifted as her voice played on the heartstrings, "To be exact, it was Bai Chu who sponsored all the impoverished students, including you, such an ungrateful wretch."