Second Prince Li Xian discovered that everyone in the County Yamen's prison was a talent.
In his mind, the County Yamen's prison should have been full of petty thieves and the like.
Yet after spending a day here, he discovered that they were all privileged young scions. There was even an envoy from the Northern Court.
A lineup of this caliber was probably beyond even the Ministry of Justice Prison's nerve to arrest.
Yet the local County Yamen had rounded up a whole bunch, and not one of these privileged scions actually dared cry injustice.
Li Xian knew this because, bored out of his mind sitting here, he had picked up a rough understanding while listening to their nonsense.
His fellow prisoner Atad even comforted the Second Prince, telling him not to feel bad because that brat Xu Zifeng would be back before long.
The Second Prince was baffled. So that brat was a regular here?
The problem was that he couldn't stay here any longer. His grand undertaking to seize power was waiting for him.
Judging by the journey, his master, Heaven-Topping High Person, had probably already reached the Imperial Capital. He needed to go meet him.
Just as he was turning every possible solution over in his mind, the prison doors opened, and a familiar figure appeared.
Never in his wildest dreams had Li Xian imagined that he would see Li Chen again under these circumstances.
He first rose to his feet, then knelt on the ground like the other privileged scions and declared solemnly, "Long live Your Majesty! Long live Your Majesty! May Your Majesty live ten thousand years!"
It was already noon when Li Chen arrived. He had merely been passing by and stopped to check on his second brother, only to find another familiar face