Huang Huihong frowned, but he still brought Sang Hong to a private room. “What did Lord Sang wish to talk to me about?”

His tone wasn’t all that great. Losing two of his subordinates had clearly put him in a foul mood.

Sang Hong didn’t mind this. He said calmly, “Someone within our escorting troop colluded with those attackers.”

Huang Huihong sneered. “That’s obvious. Does Lord Sang have any proof to offer?”

Sang Hong shook his head. “They are all old foxes from the political circles. Why would they leave behind anything that could be used against them?”

Huang Huihong seemed a little upset. “Then what’s the point of telling me this now?”

Sang Hong said, “Even though I am currently a prisoner, this humble one has always remained loyal and devoted to His Majesty. I believe that, right now, the only one who is purely loyal to His Majesty in this contingent is Commander Huang.”

Huang Huihong frowned. “Lord Sang, what are you really trying to say?”

Sang Hong said,...