In the dim dungeon.
Xue Shougui heard noises from outside and struggled to lift his head. His face was lined with dried blood, scars crisscrossed his body, layered upon old battle wounds, presenting a particularly shocking sight.
After years of warfare, this time he was exceptionally bedraggled.
Xue Shougui shook his head, trying to keep himself more alert. In fact, he was prepared when Xue Ke disappeared, knowing that his cowardly son must have escaped from Taiyuan Prefecture.
There was no resentment for his own mistakes or his son; the moment he was imprisoned, he had decided to confess everything as it was.
From owing Prince Guangyang a favor, to dispersing the soldiers surrounding the Prince Guangyang Mansion to let the commandery princess escape, it was all his doing and had nothing to do with anyone else.
