Seeing Nolan Deye's hesitation, Nangong Xin couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and at the same time, she was silently thankful to her own father for giving her such an opportunity.
"Hmph—"
Just then, a cold snort suddenly emerged, piercing through the silence of the Imperial Study.
Everyone turned toward the sound, finding its source to be none other than Zhong Niangyao.
A sense of foreboding surged in Nangong Xin's heart.
Indeed, what Zhong Niangyao said next was infuriating enough to make one nearly spit blood.
"General Nangong was truly pitiable. Upright all his life, devoting himself to the country and its people, he ultimately sacrificed himself to protect his fellow citizens." A look of admiration also appeared on Zhong Niangyao's face before she sharply turned her words, "It's just a pity that his only descendant continues to exploit his reputation to escape her own culpability following his death."
