"Dad, don't be afraid, our family is safe!"
Yan Maoxing comforted, "The original matter was handled cleanly, and Fang Qingyun is just bluffing with inadequate evidence. I have already reached an agreement with Prince Qi and Prince Qin to devise a plan to frame Ming Qingfeng for this."
Elder Yan remained silent, continuing to feed the birds.
"Dad, oh Dad, why aren't you saying anything? Could it be that you really are prepared to wait for death? Forget it! You are old now, and some things are indeed too much for you to handle. Leave them to me! I'll write a letter right now, find a general from the Three Prefectures to provide false testimony, and stir the waters first!"
Having spoken, Yan Maoxing rushed into the study in the courtyard, just as he was about to grind ink at the desk when he froze as he crossed the threshold.
Only to see...
