"I deserve to die! I shouldn't have acknowledged Jiaojiao at first, shouldn't have treated her well just to spite her, shouldn't have accepted Jiaojiao's kindness and care..."
Sang Shen's eyes brimmed with tears as he spoke in agony, then suddenly he seemed to remember something and stood up, turning his head to go back.
"Second Brother, what are you doing?" Sang Nanfeng took long strides as he chased after him.
Sang Shen's pace never slowed; he didn't even seem to hear his older brother's words. His mind was submerged in his own thoughts, and he had other questions to ask.
"Officer Xu, may I see the others? Perhaps I could learn more specifics, get more out of them."
"Sure, I'll arrange it for you."
Soon another man was brought out, his careless demeanor on seeing the disheveled state of the Sang Emperor gave him an uneasy hunch—could it be that something had been found out?
