Behind all this, how many intricate schemes truly lie? In the surging undercurrents, how much petty, disgraceful wheeling and dealing remains hidden? Chen Yi felt a prickle run down his spine.
"Mother's been locked up for so many years—how would she know?" The Tushan Clan matron tapped her foot lightly on the surface of the water. "You ought to ask this woman. This woman has been hiding many things from you."
Chen Yi lowered his head, glancing deeply into the water's reflection, and murmured, "A wicked woman, indeed."
