Chen Yi slowly lifted his head, ready to refute the accusations against him, but after thinking for a moment, he found no grounds for rebuttal.
Yin Yijian saw him remain silent, his smile cold and sinister, as if he wanted to peel Chen Yi's skin and extract his bones. His voice resonated like a great bell:
"Today King Yan has decreed that seeing your unclear origins, a thorough investigation is urgent, therefore your salary is temporarily suspended until the truth is verified and you can return to your prefectural duties!"
As his voice fell, Yin Yijian swept his large hand, and a decree of suspension flew before Chen Yi, the characters all penned by King Yan himself, with each stroke seemingly a bony hand, ready to grip Chen Yi's limbs tightly.
