Ying Hua almost clapped for Skeleton Crow because his play was so mesmerizing. The way he talked, the way he stared, the way he moved, and also the way he convinced everyone in the hall: he was very impressive, the highest level of the highest level.
Maybe it was a new kind of power that she never knew, that he had secretly possessed.
Emperor Qing nodded, rubbing his chin as he looked at the teak table that lay in front of him. It seemed like he was absorbing something, or perhaps ascertaining whether Skeleton Crow's words were indeed trustworthy or not.
At that time Ying Hua felt very anxious. 'What if later Emperor Qing doesn't believe us? Especially Skeleton Crow? Although Skeleton Crow performed very well, Emperor Qing encountered many kinds of human personalities. Maybe he can realize easily that we have deceived him. But is it bad if all we want is to help and help Prince Dwei?"
