When Yuan heard the Celestial Emperor's words, he fell silent for a moment before responding in a cold voice, "I would've lived a fulfilling life with Xiu Mei if you didn't assassinate them."
"I did not assassinate your family. It was General Mo who stained his hands with their blood," the Celestial Emperor said in a calm, steady voice—one that carried the tone of someone who truly believed his own words.
"Are you saying that General Mo assassinated my family on his own accord? That you didn't give him the command?" Yuan narrowed his eyes at him.
"Does it really matter?" the Celestial Emperor said with a slight shrug. "It doesn't change the fact that General Mo was the one who carried out the deed."
"Hahah!" Yuan suddenly tilted his head and burst out laughing. "You want to know why I refused to join you? Alright, I'll tell you."
He stared at the Celestial Emperor in the eyes and continued in a serious voice, "It's because you're a coward."
