Ten miles outside the capital.
The Wushuang father and son crawled out of a tunnel, looking utterly disheveled, a far cry from the splendor of a Chancellor and the top prodigy of Dayuan.
"Father, what is going on? Why are we running?" Wushuang Muqing felt deeply aggrieved; he had done nothing wrong. As the saying goes, the innocent have nothing to fear, and he had not been worried about Chu Xuan’s accusations. Why, then, was his father insisting they flee? What would others think?
Chapter 163