"Zhong Lang, if you were in my position today, having gone through all that I have, you might not be any more merciful than I," Zhong Jue watched Zhong Lang coldly. "You'd better watch out for yourself."
Zhong Lang stood there, face alternating between pale and green.
In Qingzhu Garden, Duan Rongjing sat sipping tea, while Zhong Lan, puzzled, asked Ye Qiu: "Since you knew from the start that Zhong Yin was deceiving us, why did you wait until the end to expose her?"
Only now did Zhong Lan understand why Ye Qiu had stopped her when she tried to leave, and she had to admit it was quite satisfying to see Zhong Yin bring trouble upon herself.
"This servant simply wanted the Lord and Lady to recognize their true feelings for each other, instead of bottling everything up. Look, if I had exposed her earlier, wouldn't you and the Lord have just misunderstood each other?" Ye Qiu looked at Zhong Lan, not the slightest bit afraid of Duan Rongjing's glaring.
