Qi Su’s eyes were sharp as knives, scanning past everyone to fixate solely on Shen Feiwan.
The less he said, the more everyone held their breath, terrified of making a mistake—even Hou Yuan. Though he never involved himself in court infighting, how could anyone in the officialdom truly remain an outsider?
The matter of the accounts Shen Feiwan had brought up was enough to implicate countless people. When the Old Marquis had served at court, he had often been summoned to the imperial study for private audiences with the late Emperor, eventually becoming the gatekeeper of many deep, dark secrets. Perhaps this sum of money was buried among them.
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