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Zhui Ying repressed his smile and asked emotionlessly, "Does Lord Zhang have any final wishes? I am not without compassion, and I shall certainly fulfill your last desires."
The governor's lips moved slightly, feeling as if something was stuck in his throat, making it difficult to speak.
In the deathly silence.
"Your Majesty!" The steward cried out abruptly, his expression sorrowful and his eyes pleading, "Your Majesty, please spare my master! He had his reasons!"
"How dare you!" The governor's eyelids twitched, he turned his head and scolded, "What audacity you have in the presence of His Majesty! Hold your tongue!"
Si Chu raised an eyebrow ever so slightly, his lips curled indiscernibly, and with a glance at the two men that conveyed unclear intentions, he casually tossed aside the cup in his hand, his face smiling with a hint of nonchalance, "Lord Zhang's subordinate is quite dedicated to protecting his master, such loyalty."
