บท 221: Ripping the White Robe

"What an affectionate and honest man you are, Yan Bingyun."

That sentence was filled with heartbreak and despair. Even Fan Xian, with his heart of iron, couldn’t help but sigh. Wei Hua was exceptionally angry. He glared at Yan Bingyun, who was sitting in his chair, as if wanting to immediately cut this enemy spy into pieces.

With much weak sobbing, Miss Shen finally left the room.

Fan Xian sighed again. "What an affectionate and honest woman." Though that was what he said, he was still very suspicious. Even if Miss Shen was the daughter of the boss of Northern Qi’s Brocade Guard, and even if Yan Bingyun had been emotionally involved with her during his years in Northern Qi… who was Yan Bingyun? He was the highest-ranked Qing spy caught by Northern Qi in the past fifteen years. Being locked away under such security, how was Miss Shen allowed to walk in so openly and coincidentally put on a show in front of these Southern Qing officials?