The gaze from above was oppressively heavy, as if tangible; Zhao Zhong's back was soaked with cold sweat, knowing that this was the critical moment. The arrow was on the bowstring and had to be shot; he could not show weakness, or he would never recover.
He still stood tall, claiming that Consort De was behind this and suggested questioning her father, tossing the hot potato to someone else.
Xu Hu came to his senses, his shock and anger intertwined, knowing his daughter would never stoop to such deeds, he knew her better than anyone.
He erupted in rage, loudly denouncing Zhao Zhong's absurd claims in court, spewing nonsense, while several from the Ministry of War stepped forward to vehemently argue against him.
Zhao Zhong stood tall and firm, even as he was attacked by many; he didn't falter but countered each attack, never losing ground. He laid out facts clearly and indisputably.
