"Father," Li Chenyang hissed. "Are you actually letting Wen Jinkai leave with the hairpin?"
Duke Li Shenyang simply turned to face his son. "He will do the hairpin justice."
"What if he hands it over to the Empress?" Li Chenyang frowned. "We can't just let him leave with it like that."
"He won't hand it over," Duke Li Shenyang firmly said. "I have faith that this boy is a lot more trustworthy than we initially believed him to be."
Li Chenyang ground his teeth. He stared at the open door and decided if his father wasn't going to take action, then he would.
"Son—"
Li Chenyang ignored his father. He grabbed the diary that was tucked into his sleeve and ran out of the door, chasing after Wen Jinkai.
Duke Li Shenyang slowly shook his head at the two hot-headed boys that fled his private study. "Stupid son of mine. If you show him the diary now, it will shatter that man."
