Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability-Chapter 1575 - : It Will Never Not Count

Chapter 1575: Chapter 1575: It Will Never Not Count

But even so, there were still slips.

His own man had betrayed him, not delivering the Half Puppet Poison to the subordinates poised to poison the major clans, but instead vanished with the poison in his possession.

He was now being tortured for information, and as he looked at the traitor before him, he truly didn’t know what to say.

“I have already said that I gave the Half Puppet Poison to that person, as for whether you can find that person or not, it has nothing to do with me anymore,” he said. freewёbnoνel.com

In the end, that was all he could utter.

He was trapped in his sleeping chamber, unable to even go out for some sunshine, let alone meet with his subordinates.

Besides, even if he could get out, where would he go to find them?

“It has nothing to do with you?”

Eldest Brother Yan scoffed lightly, his angry gaze fixed on him.

This was probably the funniest joke he had ever heard. To think that one could wash their hands clean of their own machinations and pretend as if it had nothing to do with them!

But after all, wasn’t it just like him, an irresponsible man who, throughout the years, contributed nothing to the Daqing Kingdom but had mastered the art of wielding power and squandering it?

“I told you, from that day onwards, for every person that dies under the Half Puppet Poison, you will suffer for as many days, and this sentence will always stand,” he said with a chilling gaze, emphasizing each word as he stared at the old emperor.

“You… on what basis?” the old emperor roared upon hearing this.

What did it have to do with him? It wasn’t his fault; it was the traitors’ own doing, not because he had told them to betray him.

If he could control others’ thoughts, he would be the one destroying this traitorous son!

“Whoever took the Half Puppet Poison away, go find them. Why are you losing your temper at me? It’s not something I can control,” he retorted irresponsibly, raging at Eldest Brother Yan.

Did they really think he was so easy to bully? If he really lost his temper, he would make sure they all perished together. If he couldn’t live well, then neither would they—not a single one.

“Of course you can’t control this matter, simply because you’re foolish!” Eldest Brother Yan did not mince words as he pointed out the crux of the matter.

If he weren’t foolish, how could he have handed something so important to someone who would betray him?

If he weren’t foolish, how could he have allowed so many spies to infiltrate his circle, each holding important positions?

In just these days alone, he had covertly dealt with many, yet the man before him remained oblivious and believed he had done nothing wrong.

“You—”

The old emperor choked on his rage upon hearing these words.

But he was at a loss for how to refute the traitor, for after all, his own life was in the traitor’s hands, wasn’t it?

Being scolded was one thing; whatever the injustice, it couldn’t change the fact he was condemned to life imprisonment.

“You may leave. I have nothing more to say to you. I know nothing about the matters you asked about,” he said, turning his head away and speaking coldly to Eldest Brother Yan.

Eldest Brother Yan flicked his sleeve and walked out.

Outside the sleeping chamber, Xia Huafeng was waiting; seeing him emerge, he hurriedly approached.

“My lord, how did it go? Did you find out anything?”

“He doesn’t know.”

Eldest Brother Yan shook his head, heaving a slight sigh.

They would have to investigate the matter themselves. The man’s escape would certainly have left some trace. He did not believe they wouldn’t uncover anything.