Sambaice stared at Caeller straight in his eyes. He hated being tied to the Cae family’s chariot, but denying at this time was equivalent to switching sides without warning. This would only reduce him to being passive if Qian Jin were to find out what really happened with Rollin’s death.
He sighed in his heart, but he nodded to Qian Jin with a smile on his face. He kept warning himself that as the Mayor, the most important thing was not to suppress any potential force which could threaten his position. Keeping the balance between involved parties and taking advantages from them could only be done by a wise man.
