He finally came to his senses and saw everyone was looking at him. He remembered now was not the time to escape, and he couldn't anyway.
He must first appease these people.
"I, I..."
Searcy seemed to have reached a conclusion. She took off her gloves and said, "Luoyin, that's enough. Don't force him. He just needs time to accept it."
Zhu Yiping lowered his head, not daring to look at anyone.
Searcy glanced at Fu Jian's face and said, "This is undoubtedly the real face of Zhu Haisheng. Look at this poison; it has the same ingredients as the poison that killed Eunuch Wan years ago, so he is indeed Fu Jian."
She looked at Lun Yu and Yi Yan and continued, "Only the person who tied the bell can untie it. Didn't you say you have a Senior Uncle? Based on the age estimate, he can't be Fu Jian. If my guess is correct, Fu Jian is his disciple. We can't remove this mask, but maybe your Senior Uncle can?"
