Chuzheng stood on the street corner, watching Yang Gang being taken away by the military.
Zhou Jing, shivering, stood behind her, "I... I've done what you asked, so my part is over, right?"
Chuzheng withdrew her gaze and handed her a bag of Crystal Cores, "Your reward."
Zhou Jing didn't dare to accept it.
The girl's methods...
But in the end, she accepted it and whispered, "Yang Gang was doing all these things, but it was Minister Feng who was hinting to him from behind. You..."
"He never offended me." Chuzheng's tone was calm.
"..." Zhou Jing carefully sized her up, "But by pushing Yang Gang out, you've already offended Minister Feng."
Leaning against the wall, Chuzheng's icy eyes swept over, "As long as you don't tell, who would know?"
"..."
Zhou Jing felt a chill from her feet all the way to her forehead.
Her whole body felt as if it had been thrown into an ice cellar, freezing her limbs stiff.
"I... I don't know anything."
"Good, keep it up."