The atmosphere inside the private room turned cold in an instant.0

Qi Xuansu stared at Gao Mingyin. “I didn’t ask you to die. You are the only person who can cause your death. Did I make you traffic humans and force decent women into prostitution at the Green Den? Did I tell you to hire an assassin to kill Wu Si? Did I force you into all those other filthy affairs? Why are you pinning this on me as if I’m responsible?”0

“Please watch your accusations, Mage Qi.” Gao Mingyin also leaned back in his chair. “I came today to speak with you about my son. I know nothing of the Green Den or hiring assassins.”0

Both men were wary of voice retention talismans, so neither wanted to leave any clear verbal evidence. Gao Mingyin refused to admit to any of Qi Xuansu’s accusations. Vague phrases like “the dead cannot return to life” or “you’re asking me to die” were as far as he would go. But since Gao Shide had already been publicly paraded. Everything about his son was out in the open, so there was no need to dodge the subject.0

“Whether you’re aware or not isn’t your call. All I care about is evidence. Old Master Gao, why don’t you take a guess...0