Inside the study at Marquis Yangling Mansion.
The room was somber.
The teapot bubbled steadily as Cui Yun added tea to it unhurriedly.
Xie Xun's tense atmosphere dissipated as time passed.
"You're saying, the death of your father and brothers was orchestrated by the official family?"
This news greatly disturbed him.
"In that battle, tens of thousands of lost souls, a disgrace for Da Qi, how—"
Cui Yun glanced at him blandly.
"Why is Heir Xie so surprised?"
He looked down: "When you went to eradicate the bandits, had you not been vigilant, you could have fallen into an ambush. The person behind it, does Heir Xie really need me to point it out?"
Xie Xun paused.
In all of Da Qi, perhaps no one had more informed news than Cui Yun.
He remained silent for a long time, and finally uttered, "The official family does indeed take great pains to eliminate people."
