Watching the old man walk closer step by step, Chen Yi slowly poured him a cup of tea, while Min Ning stood up and clasped his fists solemnly.
Li Wenhu returned the gesture and then lifted the tea, swallowing it all in one go.
On the stand nearby, the Prince of Annan waved his hand lightly. A group of soldiers stepped onto the stage and carried Hu Youxing's corpse, along with the knife and broken spear, away. At this moment, Li Wenhu's furrowed brows remained deeply etched.
He let out a long sigh, no longer gazing at the lifeless body, but turned his eyes toward the Prince of Annan and said:
