The remaining Embroidered Envoys looked at each other in dismay. They'd never expected to have to face a Golden Token Envoy! Such a thing had never happened before.0

Zu An didn’t seem to notice them at all. He lowered his head and looked at Xiao Jianren, saying, “You’ve really had to suffer this whole time because of me.”0

Xiao Jianren chuckled and replied, “Don’t be like that, Sir Eleven. This isn’t just because of you. He wanted this old one to admit to conspiring against his majesty, a crime punishable by nine generations of clan execution. How could I admit to something like that? Moreover, I have remained faithful and true to the court as an Embroidered Envoy all these years and have no guilt. Even if I die, I will not take on such an accusation. Cough cough…”1

When he saw Xiao Jianren cough out bloody foam, Zu An consoled him. “Don’t talk for now, and just get some rest. Leave the rest to me.” Then, he looked at Bu Liangcai and asked, “Mister Bu, are you trying to obtain confessions under torture?”0

Bu Liangcai said with a sneer, “His majesty was attacked by assassins during the Violet Mountain campaign. After something so major has happened, all related personnel have to be investigated....0