"What, Mr. Murong is allowed to know about Lord Ye's affairs, but not mine?" Shen Yanchuan swirled the teacup in his hand, a faint smile on his lips, but his gaze was utterly cold and detached. "Mr. Murong, you can't show such favoritism."
A chill ran through Murong Ye.
It was only then that he suddenly realized how reckless and foolish his previous words had been!
No matter how much he wanted to help Ye Shixian or rescue Ye Heng, he had to have solid proof!
Without proof, his words were meaningless. Every attempt at a defense was a complete joke, especially in front of His Majesty and all the court officials!
Murong Ye's face turned pale as he stammered, "I-I didn't mean that. I wasn't—"
Seated high on the throne, Emperor Muwu's expression was cold and grim.
"Speaking of which, I'd also like to know why the mastermind still hasn't been found?"
His voice was low, laced with a barely suppressed fury.
