Liu Shoubi didn't dare to play dumb anymore, "Yes, yes, they left the camp under my orders."
Jiang Zhongxing snorted coldly, "Such a good Liu Ying, treating the court's soldiers as your family's thugs. It seems you're planning a rebellion."
Liu Shoubi collapsed to the ground, "I would never dare, I just dote on my son too much."
"This rascal said he needed a few people to handle some matters, so I just... just..."
Jiang Zhongxing thought to himself, you dote on your son, but I dote on mine even more.
I just found my precious son, and you dared to touch him. I won't let you off easily.
He snorted coldly, "Write an admission of guilt and submit it, wait for the court's punishment."
Liu Shoubi knew in his heart that he could no longer keep his position, collapsed on the ground, and after a long while finally responded, "Yes."
Liu Hao, who was lying on the ground, heard the words of the Duke of England and hurriedly called out, "Please, Duke, spare my father."
