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Do the old send off the young?
Yang Wenxiao's eyes darkened at those words, which struck a painful chord in his heart, as he was anxiously wondering why the hellflower had not yet taken effect.
"Gag him and throw him into the dungeon. Ren Zhong, you lead the troops and follow the crown prince to raid the Shen family's residence!"
Raiding a residence, especially the home of the most prominent aristocratic family in Daqi, was the second most pleasing thing to Yang Wenxiao next to killing someone.
Ren Zhong received the order and immediately acknowledged compliance.
Yang Hao, however, rose to his feet slowly, his face dark and overcast, and quietly assented as well.
Shen Bai was his good friend, and this Shen Chenghao was truly going to get his friend killed.
"Lock up every man, woman, and child in the dungeon, select a date for trial. Let us depart, back to the Palace," Yang Wenxiao commanded with a stern face.