Testing the New Talisman

The Duke of Jin, upon hearing her mention his son, was overcome with a mixture of sorrow and fury. Clenching his fists, his eyes burned with hatred. "Chu Nanli, if you had intervened that day, my son would not have perished, not even leaving behind a trace of his soul! Now that you're in my grasp, do you regret your heartlessness?"

Nanli rolled her eyes. "You failed to raise your son properly and have no right to blame others."

The Duke of Jin choked on his rage, his anger boiling over. He sneered coldly, "You still have such a sharp tongue."

Nanli remained defiant. "When the paper crane suddenly traced the prince's aura, I found it odd and suspected a trap. It's not that you're cunning, but that I willingly stepped into this snare."

Sure enough, the Duke of Jin revealed himself.

The Duke, indifferent to whether she spoke truth or lies, had painstakingly set up successive traps with one goal: to destroy those who had a hand in his son's death.