Ning Rongrong Delivers the Finishing Blow; Seven Treasures Stands with Di Yao for the First Time

The Crown Prince's Mansion Banquet Hall was deathly silent.

Three chests sat in the very center.

One contained Black Market Hidden Weapons.

One contained copies of the trade route Account Ledgers.

The last contained three heads sealed in lime.

The nobles who had just been pressuring Di Yao to hand over the accounts now looked worse than one another.

Li Cheng's forehead was covered in cold sweat. His lips trembled a few times before he finally forced himself to look up.

"Di Yao!"

His voice was shrill, like a dog whose tail had been stepped on.

"Don't think you can scare us by bringing out a few dead heads! Who knows whether these people were just randomly seized by your Spirit Hall and framed?"

Hu Liena's gaze turned cold, and her fingers settled on the hilt of her short blade.

"Say that again?"

Her voice was low, but it carried fury.

"Those three silenced witnesses in the outer city last night. People from the Crown Prince's Mansion followed them with their own eyes, and people from Spirit Hall captured them with their own hands. You think one accusation of framing can wash this clean?"

Li Cheng shrank back beneath Hu Liena's piercing stare, but he still gritted his teeth. "Holy Maiden, you are from Spirit Hall. Of course you would speak for him!"

Hu Liena's expression darkened further.

Just as she was about to step forward, Di Yao raised a hand and stopped her.

Hu Liena frowned at him, suppressing the fire in her eyes. "He's spouting nonsense."

Di Yao's tone was calm. "Let him."

Li Cheng seemed to seize the opportunity and immediately raised his voice.

"Everyone saw that, didn't you? This is how Spirit Hall operates! They investigate whoever they want, and whoever they say is guilty is