Hearing Sun Shaozong insist that flaws had already shown in his earlier confession, Ma Yizhen could not help but panic.
Yet no matter how he racked his brains, he could not figure out what fatal weakness he had exposed.
Then he recalled Chen Jingde's three seemingly sharp questions, which he had so easily brushed aside. Ma Yizhen could not help throwing back his head and demanding, "This humble Daoist has not spoken a single false word. If you insist on pinning this crime on me, then produce solid evidence!"
"Heh heh..."
Sun Shaozong chuckled, flicking the spread-out confession with his finger as he said calmly, "You once testified before the Dali Temple court that on the twelfth of this month, you personally saw Zhao Yixiong meeting Madam Ma in secret in the Back Garden. Surely that was not fabricated out of thin air by this official?"
Seeing Lord Sun looking so confident, Ma Yizhen began to feel uncertain again.
But he had considered this part of his testimony over and over. What could possibly be wrong with it?
After a long moment, he gritted his teeth and simply revealed his final trump card. "In reply to Your Excellency, besides this humble Daoist witnessing Zhao Yixiong meeting Madam Ma in secret, there was also a young Daoist acolyte who saw them leave the Back Garden one after the other, acting suspiciously!"
After a pause, he bent lower and continued, "This humble Daoist did not wish to implicate that acolyte, which was why I did not mention this matter before. If you do not believe me, you may summon him and question him!"
"Ha ha..."
The moment Ma Yizhen finished speaking, Sun Shaozong could not help laughing aloud. He then shook his head. "What a crafty scoundrel. You even prepared another witness