Xiao Jin's well-defined fingers tapped on the desk. His voice was low but brimming with infinite chilliness. "Her Imperial Highness said that you tried to embezzle the Imperial Court's official grain, Lord Wei."
Wei Zhongming's knees went weak and he knelt down at once. "I deserve to die. I was just possessed, my Lord. I beg Your Lordship to put in a good word for me in front of the Empress and spare my wretched life. Even if I have to slave away like a beast of burden for Your Lordship, I'll do it."
Xiao Jin let out a soft sigh. There was a hint of conflicting emotions between his brows. Wei Zhongming saw that there might be a chance for him, so he begged even harder. "My Lord, I haven't touched a single grain in that cave. I'll bring you there and we'll move the grain out now."
