Before Huo Wuyong had even uncovered the great thief, he immediately apologized and begged Prince Dai and the Princess Consort's forgiveness. Compared to Ma Shunde, who still stood to one side with a cold, sinister sneer, they were as far apart as heaven and earth.
When Su Ziji's gaze swept over Huo Wuyong, it had visibly softened. It was no longer as icy as before. No one knew what he truly thought, but his outward attitude had indeed eased. He merely waved a hand. "Lord Huo, you jest. You are carrying out an imperial decree. What crime could there be?"
"It is also thanks to Lord Huo's loyalty and diligence that the Capital City remains peaceful and secure."
Though there was a trace of sarcasm in it, he had at least been given a way out... Huo Wuyong secretly let out a breath. Prince Dai was involved in the struggle for the throne, so he would hardly lack enemies. As long as he had not formed an irreconcilable enmity and was not ranked among the foremost enemies, things would be manageable.
He felt better, but Ma Shunde felt even worse.
Seeing that Huo Wuyong had actually surrendered directly to Prince Dai, Ma Shunde cursed "useless trash" under his breath. Even now, he remained unwilling to accept it. If he returned to report in this state, with the assignment handled so disastrously, how could he ever show his face before the Emperor again?
He might even be suppressed by that Zhao bastard again!
He had only just clawed his way into prominence. If he were beaten back down again, he would not rest easy even in death!
"Huo Wuyong may be useless, but the men he brought may not be willing to let this go. If he does not dare, I'll