Looking at Imperial Duke Wei, Wang Nan's heart ached. The once righteous Wei Seng, who once held noble ideals, had turned into someone who couldn't distinguish right from wrong all for the sake of personal gain.
"No, my lord isn't talking nonsense." A hoarse male voice sounded from behind the Duke.
A hunched,hunched middle-aged man walked out of the crowd at the back. The man limped towards Wang Nan with a walking stick, and the trouser cuff of his right leg was empty.
The man looked to be in his 40s. He was unshaven, his cheeks were sunken, and his eyes were turbid.
The others present didn't notice when this man arrived at all. They all sized him up curiously and felt that this person was very unfamiliar. They could only vaguely tell from the fact that this person was standing with Imperial Duke Wei's personal attendant that he should have been brought into the palace by Imperial Duke Wei.
