The jailers understood their confusion. Never mind these visitors-even they had been astonished earlier by the way this man enjoyed his last meal. One immediately nodded and confirmed with a wry smile, "Yes, this is his last meal before execution."
Well, seeing Shi Chun's indifference again, everyone was speechless. To remain so carefree in such circumstances was certainly an eye-opener.
Yin Luo had not forgotten why they were here. Turning to Yin Xu, she asked, "Is it him?"
The question immediately drew out Yin Xu's hatred. Through gritted teeth, she said, "That's him. I'd recognize him even if he were reduced to ashes."
The voice sounded familiar. Still chewing, Shi Chun looked up and studied her closely, then hurriedly stood and forced down his food. Uncertain and startled, he asked, "Yin Xu?"
Yin Xu snapped, "Shi Chun, you bastard! Your lies ruined me!"
How badly she had suffered needed no explanation. One look at her missing arm and leg was enough to leave Shi Chun thoroughly embarrassed. He could more or less guess that his pretense of being an old friend of the Green Mound Ancestor had been exposed.
He had used that claim to get quite a lot of help from her.
Sure enough, Yin Luo asked, "You're the one who posed as a friend of our Green Mound Ancestor?"
As she spoke, she crooked a finger at Shi Chun, signaling him to come closer so she could get a good look at what sort of scum he was.
Shi Chun was hardly going to approach and ask for trouble. Since things had come to this, he simply played the shameless rogue. Bending down, he picked up the wine jug and leisurely tilted his head back for a drink. Breathing out wine fumes, he said, "I never lied to