Lu Yuan left Zhaoming Palace when a cold, indifferent voice sounded above his head: "Why didn't you just tell the Supreme Emperor who you suspect?"
Lu Yuan sneered and looked at the person standing on the tree branch: "Don't you have someone you suspect too? Why don't you go in and say it?"
Chen Long replied expressionlessly: "Why would I say something without evidence?"
Lu Yuan curled his lips into a smile: "You won't say it, but want me to?"
Chen Long: "Exactly."
Lu Yuan: "..."
Truly... shameless.
Lu Yuan asked: "Who sent you into the palace?"
Chen Long answered truthfully: "The Prime Minister."
Lu Yuan mocked: "And you claim you're not one of the Prime Minister's spies?"
Chen Long said: "I don't need to explain myself to you."
Lu Yuan replied playfully: "Alright, go ahead and report me."
Chen Long walked away.
Yu Zichuan appeared and, staring at Chen Long's departing figure, asked: "Should we kill him?"
Lu Yuan glanced at him: "You talk as if you could pull it off."