"And what crime have you committed?" Emperor Muwu asked in return.
Fan Chengzhuo took a deep breath. "As his elder, I failed to guide my nephew properly. That in itself is a dereliction of my duty! He has made a mistake, and I am not without fault. It is only right that I share the blame! However… I pray Your Majesty will take into account my many years of loyal service and investigate this matter with clarity!"
Every word he spoke was steeped in sincerity.
"My nephew, though he lacks talent, would never dare to commit such a treasonous act! There must be some misunderstanding. Your Majesty is wise and discerning—"
"So you're saying you're quite certain that the four major crimes Miao Sheng has accused him of are all baseless?" Emperor Muwu leaned back in his chair, cutting him off coolly.
Fan Chengzhuo choked on his words.
