The speaker did not finish the sentence.
But the clever ones present all realized that the matter behind this was likely not something a mere scholar like them could meddle in.
Some sharp ones quickly stood up and took their leave with a bow.
"Qi, there's business at home I must attend to, so I'll take my leave first."
When one did so, others followed suit, gradually leaving as well.
Chen Run did not delay either. Upon returning, he went straight home, planning not to get involved further.
In the end, only Qi Yuan was left with Zhang Lin and a few others.
Qi Yuan's expression changed repeatedly.
Zhang Lin, on the other hand, was deathly pale; no amount of cleverness could surpass the fact that this script had been orchestrated by that person from the start.
"Young Master Qi…" Zhang Lin pleaded, looking at Qi Yuan.
He knew his own father, due to Minister Qi's orders, openly opposed Chu Heng at the Imperial Court today, blatantly being part of the opposition.
