Mr. Xu's face turned green.
At this moment, he felt some hatred, hatred for not having killed these two incompetent fools with a single stab earlier.
The Crown Prince, do you dare to speak of someone with such status? Whether true or false, once these words are spoken, this servant and steward are already dead.
It's like seeing the provincial secretary and saying in the first sentence, "The police chief you promoted is dealing drugs." If this matter is true, you're the first to die. If it's false, you still die first.
Because saying it's false doesn't mean it never happened.
The Chunyi Building, Mr. Xu had naturally heard of it, even saying he had a share in its profits. But it wasn't a profit he wanted but a profit he couldn't refuse. It's known that in the entire court, with tens of thousands of people, and hundreds of capital officials, among these hundreds, many have spent money at Chunyi Building, consuming openly.
