"You are dismissed."
"Yes."
The Beili Emperor stared coldly at Sang Yan, who was kneeling on the ground. "Did you already know that Prince Helian and the Changyang Prince Mansion would intervene? Are you just like them, trying to seek some kind of justice for Ye Qianning?"
"Your son would not dare."
"You wouldn't dare? I think you're plenty daring. Did the Eighth Brother have any message for me?"
"He did not."
"Hmph. He did not? Third Brother, do you think the Eighth Brother is the same man he used to be? He dared to raise a sword to me, to try and kill his own sovereign. How could he possibly have no message for you to deliver?" The Beili Emperor saw through it all.
Sang Yan, still kneeling, looked utterly horrified. 'Eighth Brother actually dared… to attempt regicide?'
