Feng Jun's question was truly razor-sharp.
But since the North Garden Earl had previously placed Bao'er under house arrest, he had already prepared himself to be shameless.
He admitted it with complete frankness. "Because I wanted to curry favor with the heir, and with the imperial family."
He actually said something so shameless so nakedly. "Everyone wants to get ahead, right?"
Feng Jun did not get angry. He merely gave him a deep look. "If you want to curry favor with someone, work for it yourself. Why scheme against me?"
"Because I don't have any rare treasures," the North Garden Earl answered righteously. Then he smiled faintly. "Fortunately, Bao'er had good luck and actually met you... even Heaven is helping me."
Everyone else in the courtyard stared at the earl in stunned silence—was it really all right for him to be this shameless?
But the North Garden Earl soon realized he had lost his composure. He gave Feng Jun a deep look. "Still, you brought this upon yourself. If you hadn't tried to swindle Bao'er out of his property, I wouldn't have had an opening."
Feng Jun's expression turned strange. "So... you were the only one scheming against me? No one else?"
"Who has that much free time?" the North Garden Earl said disdainfully. "The heir also thought those lamps were quite good and wanted to take them back to show filial respect to his mother. He casually asked about them and only then learned that you actually dared to call those surveillance devices an array..."
In this world, immortals stood high above everyone else, beyond the reach of ordinary people. Still, some people always knew a little about them.
The heir was one such person. His father was a duke, his mother was the late emperor's most beloved youngest