After the Nanjiang guard spoke, his expression involuntarily changed.
"This is impossible! If we do this, what good will it do us?"
A faint smile touched Ji Youzhi's lips, which curled slightly. "Us?" he murmured, a hint of amusement in his tone.
The expression on the Nanjiang guard's face suddenly froze. Damn it, this Ji Youzhi seems to have already noticed something.
"You... What are you trying to say?"
"You should know perfectly well what I'm trying to say," Ji Youzhi said, watching the Nanjiang guard, his tone icy, his gaze sharp.
The Nanjiang guard, however, said nothing. His face remained tense as he looked towards Princess Ata on the sickbed.
Seeing the guard remain silent, Ji Youzhi knew he likely wouldn't get any information from him today, so he stated, "I am presiding over the investigation into the Nanjiang Princess's assassination attempt. If you decide to talk, come find me at the Ji Mansion."
