Qi Xuansu asked one final question. “Was Wen Weng the mastermind behind the two assassins from The Inn and the seven Tianchen Division officers?”0

This time, Gao Mingyin remained silent for even longer. Even though he had resolved to confess, he was still caught in a fierce internal struggle. The implications were simply too enormous. To expose the truth now would be tantamount to confirming his family’s extermination. But then again, things had already come to this. He was imprisoned, his wife was dead, and his son was in the hands of the Daoists. His entire estate was likely doomed, so how was that any different from total ruin?0

After much hesitation, Gao Mingyin finally admitted, “Yes, it was Wen Weng who orchestrated this. But as for how he managed to bring in the Tianchen Division—whether by offering benefits or exerting pressure—that, I truly don’t know.”0

Qi Xuansu turned to look at Ke Qingqing, who was recording everything.0

Ke Qingqing’s writing hand trembled slightly, but she still finished the record swiftly and gave Qi Xuansu a nod.0

Qi Xuansu looked back at Gao...0