"What do we do?" That strange expression in Fei Jie's eyes became stronger. His messy hair was like a burning flame. "Who knows what we should do. Only, Director, I must remind you, even if you hide yourself deeper, you've already implicated so many people. If anything goes wrong in the future, the Emperor is sure to suspect you."
Chen Pingping gently patted his knee that was like frozen wood. He stretched out two fingers and slightly bent one. "The situation you describe…if the Emperor wins, only then is it possible for him to suspect me. I have never denied this point because the reality is that although I know 99 percent of the secrets in this world, there is still that 1 percent I can't touch."
"For example, the Emperor's heart."
"Thus, I have chosen to sever it, otherwise it is not enough to convince him, not enough to let that child continue living on happily after the matter."
