Zhang San didn't beat around the bush and went straight to the point with his question.
"Han Yanqiu, are you trying to harm me?"
With a twisted smile, Han Yanqiu didn't know how to answer that question.
"From now on, if you don't answer, that means a denial. I'll ask you again, are you trying to harm me?"
Knowing that one could not lie in front of a Xiezhi, because the Xiezhi could not only tell if you were speaking the truth, but more importantly, if you lied, it would gore you with its horn.
The wounds caused by a Xiezhi were extremely difficult to heal.
"Yes!" Han Yanqiu could only begrudgingly admit through clenched teeth.
Zhang San continued to ask, "Are you planning to join forces with the Crown Prince to frame me?"
Han Yanqiu knew that if he admitted it, it would be the same as betraying the Crown Prince.
But if he didn't admit it, with the Xiezhi staring him down, he dared not lie!
"Yes."
