Rong Yuheng's tall, slender figure completely overshadowed Rong Che.
Xie Rong said, "Rong Yuheng, you saw and heard everything. The incense in that burner makes people tell the truth. Rong Che doesn't like you. He doesn't like you touching him, and when you kiss him, he feels sick."
Rong Yuheng said nothing.
He advanced step by step, radiating menace.
Xie Rong continued, "He must have approached you on that damned emperor's orders, with some ulterior-"
Before he could finish.
A tremendous crash broke the still air.
Crack-
Rong Yuheng seized the incense burner on the wooden table and smashed it to the floor.
The burner overturned, scattering pale gray ash everywhere.
Rong Yuheng turned, clamped a hand around Xie Rong's throat, and pinned him against the wall. "Who gave you permission to use Enchanted Incense on A-Che?"
With his throat constricted, Xie Rong struggled to breathe. "L-let go..."
Xie Rong was a civil official too weak to truss a chicken.
He had no internal energy whatsoever.
Before the furious Rong Yuheng, he had no room even to struggle.
Rong Yuheng's voice was sharp as a blade. "Do you know that Enchanted Incense affects a person's mind and will?"
Xie Rong's vision darkened. His struggles weakened until he could no longer draw breath.
Rong Yuheng flung Xie Rong aside.
He struck his acupoints, leaving him unable to move.
Then he relit the Enchanted Incense and placed it in front of Xie Rong.
Terror flashed in Xie Rong's eyes. "Rong Yuheng, what are you going to do?"
Rong Yuheng bent down and lifted the sleeping Rong Che from the chair. Before leaving, he turned to look at Xie Rong, curled his lips coldly, and countered-
"What did you do to A-Che, then? Hmm?!"
"The suffering you put A-Che through... you can experience