From the moment he was escorted from the Duke Zhongyong Mansion, Xie Anjun had been on pins and needles.
Gazing at the majestic and solemn Qiyuan Hall standing in the distance, the unease in his heart intensified.
'Why has His Majesty suddenly summoned me?'
'Could it be… that last night's plan failed?'
He wanted to ask about the situation, but the surrounding Imperial Army guards were all cold and stern. They didn't say a single word to him.
So he didn't dare ask any more questions and could only pray silently in his heart.
However, when he saw the rather familiar back of a figure kneeling before Qiyuan Hall, he froze in his tracks!
'Xie… Xie Anbai!'
Although he couldn't see his face, there was no mistaking that figure!
Xie Anbai, who had been missing from the Capital City for so long, was now kneeling here with his back ramrod straight!
Xie Anjun's mind went completely blank!
He stopped dead, his face a mask of disbelief.
'How could Xie Anbai be here!?'
