"Just... like that, it's over?" She Xi found it somewhat hard to believe. Today was the third day, and in addition to Su Shu dying in the Ministry of Justice's prison, Qin Muye didn't even attend court today.
He had thought there would be a storm of blood and carnage, and had made extensive preparations accordingly, only to feel as if he had punched into cotton, leaving him quite uncomfortable.
"No good, this can't be a feint, can it?" She Xi couldn't believe that Qin Muye would just let go of such a prime opportunity. It was more likely that a fatal strike was being brewed.
"Grand Secretary, what should we do about this?" Ye Yin, now standing in Su Shu's place, spoke up.
"Don't rush me, let me think." She Xi knew that things were becoming ever more elusive; he didn't even know where to start.
