Shuddered Under His Gaze

Bam bam bam!

At Lin Qingyuan's words, Chen Xuping suddenly brought his forehead to the ground and bashed his head forcefully against it three times. When he raised his head again, it was already a bloody mess. He stared at Lin Qingyuan, smiling ruefully. "Is this enough?"

Lin Qingyuan glanced at him with an unreadable expression and eventually said in a muffled voice, "If you want the Emperor to pardon your family, you need to have evidence to prove that you're not the culprit."

Chen Xuping thought for a while, then said, "Remember the place we used to hang out as kids? I have evidence buried under that tree. Can you retrieve it for me and give it to the Emperor?"

Lin Qingyuan naturally remembered.