Upon reconsideration, he felt relieved that his ambitions for power and usurpation hadn't been clearly exposed.
He still didn't know who the woman in the black veiled hat truly was.
Ye Yiheng was deeply suspicious, if he said anything again, the Crown Prince still wouldn't believe him, and he'd lose his life on the spot.
Better to say nothing more.
He immediately spoke, "I've said everything there is to say; even if you kill me, it's still just those words."
He's going to gamble that Ye Yiheng wouldn't act further.
Even if he did, he'd likely not immediately take his life if he didn't get any information.
With this thought, he became even more certain that this approach was right.
Ye Yiheng saw that he had no intention of telling the truth and swiftly severed Ye Zhenxian's tendons in his hands and feet.
Ye Zhenxian couldn't fathom how he did it; he only saw the cold light of the dagger flash twice before his eyes. In the next instant, his limbs seemed to not obey him.
