This remark seemed to hit Emperor Jin's sore point, making his face even more somber. For a moment, his fist was raised high as if he wanted to pound it on the desk, but after a pause, he eventually released his hand, lowering it slowly and somewhat dejectedly.
Emperor Jin's originally sinister expression gradually turned into a faint sense of sorrow. He sighed deeply and said, "Enough! You needn't say more. Since you're so determined, and there is no father-son bond between us, I won't insist.
Now, since it's the King of Fan Country who died, not some minor figure, even if I wanted to cover for you, a statement still has to be given to them.
You claim you did not harm King Fan, but the only things you have to prove your innocence are the examination documents from the capital and the so-called prescription Lu Chao brought back.
