"There's no need to hurry so much." Si Lisao took his suit.
Si Mingjing's voice was furious. "How can I not be in a hurry? My brother has already said he will restrict your departure. He's planning to put you under house arrest! My brother has gone too far! The evidence is conclusive, yet he refuses to deal with Quan Yong. I'm so sorry. You saved me, and yet you have to suffer this groundless accusation. I'm too ashamed to even face you."
Si Lisao said nothing. He had just received news that Quan Yong's submarine had exploded on its way back. It wasn't his men. They had been a step too late. Who could have done it then?
Si Lisao knew perfectly well what had happened. Not only had Mo Yinhe done it, but he had also framed him! His men had arrived at the crime scene just moments too late to intervene but just in time to be implicated. Now, even if he claimed his people weren't responsible, no one would believe him.
He didn't mind taking the blame.
