You Dongtian's voice on the other end was clearly at its wits' end. "Are you going to tell him, or am I?"
Nan Zhengqian collapsed onto the sofa, all hope extinguished, and murmured, "Whatever... I have nothing left to live for anyway... shift the blame however you like..."
You Dongtian said, "Who-who's shifting the blame... but we have to give an account of this somehow... even if we hide it for a while, how long can we keep it hidden? I-I... I'm panicking right now... Nan, this..."
"You Dongtian, fuck your mother!"
Minister Nan suddenly came to his senses, and a curse that shook heaven and earth burst from his throat. "I told you back then not to do it, not to do it! You fucking insisted!!! Where's your confidence now!! Where are your guarantees?! I-I-I..."
Finally unable to get another word out, he choked for a moment before cursing fiercely, "What fucking use are you! If... if... if he really is gone, you, You Dongtian, will be a sinner for all eternity!"
On the other end, You Dongtian hung his head, listless, silently enduring the abuse without a word.
In terms of rank alone, although Minister Nan held a high and powerful position, he was still a notch below the Right Route Heavenly King; yet now, as Nan Zhengqian called him by name and cursed his ancestors, he did not utter a single word in rebuttal.
There was only dejection on his face, along with a little bewilderment.
What was he to do about this?
How was he to bring it to a close?
Just as Minister Nan had said, stalling would not get them through this.
This bad news had to be reported, no matter what.
Over the phone, Minister Nan's voice slowly recovered somewhat. "Wait, that's not