After listening, Pei Chengye's body tensed nervously. With things having come to this point, no matter what, he had to keep going.
He feigned self-blame, "It's all this son's fault, for not guiding my younger brother properly."
Then, shifting the tone, he continued, "This son is also worried about the military power in the hands of my fifth brother. If he really did such a thing, it would only lead others to suspect his intentions."
After he finished speaking, a hint of ironic smile appeared on Pei Huaian's face as he indifferently glanced at the person beside him.
He had never imagined that Pei Chengye could be so despicably shameless.
Pei Chengye, feeling stared at, became shaky, with sweat densely covering his forehead.