White Wolf furtively glanced at Old Liu's expression. Seeing no particular reaction from him, White Wolf mustered up his courage and said:
"Ahem, Master, let me state first—I am certainly not speaking ill of the Third Prince.
Secondly, ahem, I really am not speaking ill of the Third Prince.
Lastly, I swear on my life I am not speaking ill of the Third Prince!"
Upon hearing White Wolf's words, Old Liu blissfully continued sipping the soup his wife had brewed himself, offering no comment. But the pair of Black and White Impermanence were now sitting on pins and needles.
The reason was quite simple. It was just like an ancient emperor and the minister of the Imperial Clan Court discussing deep royal secrets: the prince being discussed would come to no harm, the reporting minister of the Imperial Clan Court would come to no harm, and the old emperor himself certainly wouldn't have any issues either—but some eunuch who accidentally happened to pass by would be in deep, deep trouble!
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