Xiao Yu trembled at these words, a sudden chill rising from the soles of his feet straight up his spine. He never dreamed that his father knew everything.
"F-Father..." His throat tightened, his voice as thin as a mosquito's.
The Duke slammed his palm down hard on the table, making the teacups rattle. He roared, "Wretch! Confess the truth this instant!"
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