Lin Feng acknowledged with a soft "Oh." He sat there, perfectly calm and looking quite approachable.
The officer frowned. "Sir, your child was the one who started it. His injuries are minor and he'll be fine after a day or two of rest. It's not a big deal."
The other parent stuck out his neck. "I don't care about any of that! All I know is my child got hurt!"
"They had more people, and not a single one of them is injured. Doesn't that prove my point?"
What a "I'm hurt, so I'm the victim and I'm right" attitude.
The officer was speechless. Disputes like this happened every day at the station, but people this shameless, who couldn't tell right from wrong, were a rare breed.
TAP. TAP. TAP.
A man in a meticulous suit and gold-rimmed glasses arrived, carrying a briefcase. He approached Lin Feng with a very respectful attitude.
"Sorry to have kept you waiting, Mr. Lin."
