Liwu hesitated.
Lin Tian smirked.
That smirk annoyed her so much that she stood up and tugged her shirt in one swift motion. Gasps rippled through the courtroom. Across her chest ran a jagged scar, not too deep but long enough to show how the knife had been pulled. It was as if Lin Tian wanted to cut her open for an autopsy.
Weijun's jaw dropped. "I have never seen this."
He had seen her in dresses that were open near the neck. If she had a scar as big as that, he would have noticed!
"I have been covering it with make-up." Liwu admitted to the judges. "I wanted to wait until justice had been served before permanently erasing the scar."
The judges murmured among themselves, their voices overlapping like static.
