"The ancients say, 'Only women and petty men are difficult to nurture!'"
Grand Eunuch Zhao sipped his tea, looking at Zhou Yi with a smug expression, as if he were watching a monkey show.
"Now it seems that the ancients were wrong, petty men and women are far less cunning and deceitful than the eunuchs within."
A cold light flashed in Zhou Yi's eyes as he sat opposite Grand Eunuch Zhao, with a smile that didn't reach his eyes, he said.
"I must thank Grand Eunuch Zhao for the tea you've provided. Today, as long as you confess properly, I assure you that your family and descendants will be safe!"
Surprise flickered in Grand Eunuch Zhao's eyes, as he realized his last lifeline had been seen through.
"I am a descendant of King Jing. After our family fell on hard times, I had no choice but to become a slave. Since entering the palace, I have never spoken of my lineage. How could you, Eunuch Zhou, know of this?"
"I have my ways."
