Sure enough.
The moment Li Zhen said those words,
everyone was sharply taken aback.
They all recalled the day Bai Ziqing had come before the court and slapped Ren Weizhi across the face.
His cries of injustice had shaken the heavens.
"That's right! Bai Ziqing made it perfectly clear in court that he fought those two Eastern Cult spies to the death and stopped the Thunder Powder bombing."
"How had it become this Black Cat Martial Artist again?"
The ministers all remembered what had happened then.
That case file,
however, stated it with utmost clarity.
After the Black Cat Martial Artist killed those two Eastern Cult spies, just one day later, he infiltrated the Xuanjing Division again and assassinated Huang Yuangao.
In other words, the one who killed those two spies had not been Bai Ziqing, but the Black Cat Martial Artist?
In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through the minds of the court officials.
Upon hearing this, Emperor Jianhong slowly narrowed his eyes as well.
His face was cold, and his voice was like the frigid depths of midwinter. "Summon Bai Ziqing!"
"Yes."
When Bai Ziqing entered the great hall from the Imperial City Department,
his eyes were full of confusion.
"Greetings, Your Majesty!"
He promptly dropped to his knees. After kowtowing, he raised his head in bewilderment.
"May I ask why Your Majesty has summoned this subject?"
Emperor Jianhong looked coldly at him.
He said nothing.
Yet an oppressive aura slowly brewed around Emperor Jianhong,
leaving Bai Ziqing somewhat unsettled.
After a long while,
Emperor Jianhong finally spoke. His eyes narrowed, his voice neither pleased nor angered.
"Bai Ziqing, where were you on the night of April 6th?"
Bai Ziqing froze.
He did not know what Emperor Jianhong meant by this question.
He thought for a long