Li Ji's voice pulled the Emperor back from his thoughts.
"It seems Your Majesty recognizes the name Wu Zimu."
The Emperor looked away, his expression turning cold again. "I have never heard of this person."
But Li Ji continued as if he hadn't heard the Emperor's denial, speaking his mind.
"I have Li Qi under control now.
No matter how tough he is, I can make him talk.
It will just take a little more time and effort.
In the meantime, Your Majesty might want to think long and hard about how you're going to clean up this mess."
The Emperor's gaze returned to Li Ji, and he asked in a hoarse voice,
"Are you suspecting me?"
Li Ji looked him straight in the eye and admitted frankly, "Yes."
The Emperor scoffed as if he had heard a ridiculous joke.
"I'm already in this state. How could I possibly harm anyone?
Besides, I have no grievance with the Heir of Prince Yu or the Heir of Prince Qing. Why would I plot against them?"
Li Ji spoke unhurriedly.
