Lu Yang's killing-the-chicken-to-scare-the-monkeys tactic had undoubtedly been highly effective, especially after the Three Dukes' disciples confirmed that the "evidence" he had provided was genuine.
"What investigation? This is plainly purging dissidents!"
At the Junior Mentor's residence, Junior Guardian Li Tai'an slammed the table, his face full of disbelief. "How could Ning Haohe possibly be a Demon Sect spy who assassinated His Majesty?"
Yet no matter how he voiced his doubts, the "evidence" Lu Yang had provided lay right before him. It clearly bore the Divine Sense imprints of Chen Yuanli and Ning Haohe. Such imprints could not possibly be left behind unless the individuals themselves had cast them. With that, it truly counted as ironclad proof.
"Could he have confessed under torture?" the Junior Mentor asked in a low voice.
The Junior Guardian instinctively shook his head. "Unlikely. Haohe is my friend, and his will has always been resolute. He is not someone who would yield to brutal torture—"
His voice cut off abruptly.
Would not yield to brutal torture? Then how was the ironclad evidence before them to be explained? For a moment, the Junior Mentor, Junior Guardian, and Junior Preceptor could not help exchanging looks.
In the end, the Junior Mentor broke the silence.
"This time, the Imperial City Bureau has combed through the entire city. Not only is there evidence, but the Empress and Crown Prince have personally vouched for it. The procedures and formalities can be said to be flawless."
Li Tai'an immediately slapped the table. "I knew that Demon Dragon was plotting something sinister—"
"Not necessarily."
The Junior Mentor shook his head. "The Imperial City Bureau is merely a blade. The ones truly wielding that blade against us should be the Empress and Crown Prince."
If it had only been the Imperial City Bureau, they