Tong Tiehu quickly responded with reverence, "To answer the Grand Emperor, yes."
"What did your mother tell you and your brother back then?" Yang Wenxiao asked again.
"Mother said, since father couldn't swallow his pride, he wanted me and my sixth brother to take Mount Jiang back."
"Heh," Yang Wenxiao let out a laugh devoid of mercy, his tone laden with heavy sarcasm.
Tong Tiehu remained silent, saying nothing.
This was the last wish his father had left behind, what could he say to that?
After a pause, Yang Wenxiao continued, "Your whole life, you have adhered to your father's last wish, unaware of your mother's plan. Treating rebellion as the goal of your life's pursuit, tell me, have you and your brother ever harbored any thoughts of rebellion in your hearts?"
It had come.
The question had still come.