Twenty minutes later, by the Yan City Moat—
The cold wind kept blowing, mixed with a dampness that numbed the scalp.
That's why at this time, not even a ghostly shadow could be seen by the moat.
Only Jiang Moxi and Jing Yan, standing shoulder to shoulder by the riverbank.
Not knowing how long they had been buffeted by the cold wind, Jing Yan made sure he had calmed down a bit before he spoke: "Wen You is right by his side, and he might be the mastermind. It's still not too late to leave now."
From start to finish, Jing Yan never mentioned Fu Youhan's name, but Jiang Moxi knew that the "he" Jing Yan was referring to was Fu Youhan.
Just like Jing Yan never said he knew about the relationship between Fu Youhan and Jiang Moxi, but his words let Jiang Moxi clearly understand that he knew.
"It shouldn't be him…" Jiang Moxi's voice suddenly became a bit more hoarse.
