Rong Che was stunned, "Oh… Thank you, My Lord."
Gu Canmo added, "My Lord, the Eighth Prince is Miss Gu’s friend, and he delivered the Wind Caller from so far away, I think he wouldn’t do such things to hurt Miss Gu. Besides, he only has level five spiritual power; even the two dead students were better than him. It was also impossible for him to plot the murder so well."
Everyone nodded, and even Long Siye did the same. The Lord took a glimpse at Rong Che and smiled, "Eighth Prince, do you blame me?"
Rong Che shook his head, "No. I’m an outsider, and coincidentally something bad happened when I arrived, it was reasonable for you to suspect me. My Lord, you’ve actually cleaned my name by reading my memories as it proved that I didn’t lie. I should thank you, how would I blame you, My Lord?" His reply was so understanding.
The Lord nodded, "That’s great then."
Gu Canmo asked again, "My Lord, do you suspect that the culprit is someone else?"
