"Then you take care of this matter."
Thinking of this, Sikong smiled and patted Shen Yifang on the shoulder.
"Since it's your idea, it's most suitable for you to do it... This is saving the people from disaster! Such a great deed!"
"...Ah?"
Shen Yifang was dumbfounded.
He was just giving an idea; how did it end up being his job? What expert does he know? Surely he can't put himself in harm's way, right?
"No, my lord, this matter..."
"What? You don't want to do it?"
Sikong's brows furrowed.
"Are you planning to protect that eunuch traitor? What are you trying to do?"
"I..."
Shen Yifang lowered his head, not daring to say another word.
Leaving Sikong Mansion, Shen Yifang returned to his own home, and the first thing he did upon arriving was to angrily smash two cups.
"That bastard! He must have done it on purpose!"
