Yang Xiu could guess even Cao Cao's thoughts with perfect accuracy, let alone Liu Xie's.
He immediately understood the implication of those words.
He hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, my father was deceived. He did not know that before Your Majesty moved the capital, you had already been secretly sent to Ye City.
"When he learned of this, he flew into a rage. But the Cao Thief was too powerful, and he could not extricate himself. Thus, he specially ordered me to hurry to Ye City and place myself at Your Majesty's disposal."
Liu Xie was utterly astonished.
Yang Biao had actually believed the story he had spread?
No, what Yang Xiu had said was that someone had secretly sent him to Ye City.
And Yang Biao had accepted that account!
After his great shock came a surge of delight.
If he could establish this as fact, there would be even fewer holes in his identity.
But who exactly had spread such an account?
Liu Xie had no time to think it through. He first had to deal with Yang Xiu before him.
By now, his acting had reached the realm of perfection, and a moved expression appeared on his face at will.
"Trapped deep in the rebels' camp-Lord Yang has truly suffered."
Seeing the deeply moved expression on Liu Xie's face, Yang Xiu let out a heavy sigh of relief and said solemnly:
"It is all for the Great Han! My father never speaks of suffering, nor does he consider it suffering!"
Liu Xie nodded. "Since you have come to Ye City, Dezu, you shall work under Deputy Imperial Censor Guo Fengxiao from now on."
"Thank you, Your Majesty!" After bowing in gratitude, Yang Xiu added, "Your Majesty, those who came to Ye City with me also included the son