Wang Hong furrowed his brows, seemingly unsure what to say.
"What on earth is going on?" Qin Feiyang asked Wang Hong, looking at him.
Is the Mansion Lord deceiving him? Was imprisoning Zhao He just a stopgap measure? Would Zhao He be released once the situation blew over?
Wang Hong glanced at Qin Feiyang, then turned to Zhao He. "What the hell are you talking about?"
Zhao He chuckled sardonically. "Wang Hong, it's been half a year. There's really no need to keep hiding it from him."
"Make yourself clear!" Wang Hong's frown deepened.
"Alright, if you won't say it, I will." Zhao He chuckled lightly, then turned to Qin Feiyang. "The Mansion Lord imprisoned me simply to give an accounting to the world."
Qin Feiyang's eyes darkened.
Simultaneously, Wang Hong's expression changed drastically. "Zhao He, stop your nonsense!" he roared.
Zhao He smiled faintly. "You know best whether I'm talking nonsense or not."
