I asked you to go down the mountain and get married, not to shock the world!

Mingchuan couldn't believe anything Pang Weiran said.

He chuckled and said, "But...why do I always feel that your figure, Mr. Pang, is similar to the person I saw in the secret room that day?"

Pang Weiran's expression was slightly stiff, but it was only for a moment.

He raised his head, looked openly at Mingchuan in the rearview mirror, and said with a smile, "General Ming, I've heard rumors about you. You kill without blinking an eye, and you never show mercy when you go on missions. Wherever you go, it's almost like there's no grass left, right?"

"In that case, I guess the person in the secret room you mentioned was also killed by you that day, right?"

"You just failed to save Situ Xuan, not that you failed to kill the person who harmed Situ Xuan."

"So, if I really am the person in the secret room, then I definitely can't be alive now."

Mingchuan chuckled and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Mr. Pang is smart."

"However, you traitorous spies have advanced so far in technology. Who knows if what you say is true?"

"What if you could come back from the dead?"

"Hahahaha..." Pang Weiran couldn't help laughing after hearing Mingchuan's words.

"General Ming, you are still a child indeed. You can even say such innocent words directly. It's so interesting, hahahaha..."

"However, I'm definitely not the person you think I am. I'm sorry to disappoint you."

Seeing Pang Weiran's frank face, Mingchuan glanced at his face several times, but did not find any signs of lying from him, so he put away his alternative way of questioning.

He smiled and turned his gaze from the rearview mirror to the road ahead.

At this time, the traffic light not far away also lit up.

Mingchuan casually stepped on the accelerator, and the sound came out with the rumbling car.

"Yes, what a pity. I hope you, Master Pang, are not that powerful, otherwise my skills would be a bit ridiculous."

Pang Weiran smiled but said nothing.

I thought the car would return to silence, but Mingchuan spoke again.

"However, there is one question you didn't answer just now."

"Mr. Pang, are you admitting that you are the traitor?"

This time, Pang Weiran did not respond.

He was silent.

Mingchuan looked back through the rearview mirror and saw Pang Weiran with his eyes slightly closed, lying on his back, looking as if he had fallen asleep.

The smile on Mingchuan's face faded, replaced by a murderous intent so strong that it was frightening.

This Pang Weiran is really a bit infuriating...

However, since he is unwilling to say, there is no need to waste words now.

Mingchuan focused his attention back on the road ahead and drove carefully.

As soon as I stepped on the accelerator, the car flew out instantly...

When he returned to the city area, the sky had darkened and the drizzle in the air had not yet stopped.

The neon lights made the drizzle particularly clear.

Mingchuan stepped on the accelerator and drove the car to the King's Mansion.

at this time.

The entrance to the Prince's Mansion was no longer as busy as it was during the day, with fewer vehicles and people.

The row of white lanterns hanging outside the door were now all lit up.

The road illuminated by the white light is particularly gloomy. Just looking at this light makes people feel a little uncomfortable.

When the car stopped, a servant came to help Mingchuan open the door and park the car.

When they saw Pang Weiran in the back seat, they were all stunned!

They didn't know about Pang Weiran's situation, and couldn't help but smile.

"Mr. Pang, did you come to see Master Situ in Xiashan today?"

As soon as he finished asking this question, he opened the car door and looked down to see the silver bracelet on Pang Weiran's wrist...

"This……"

The servant's face turned pale in an instant.

Mingchuan glanced at him casually without saying anything. Pang Weiran chuckled twice and nodded, as if he didn't notice anything unusual about himself.

"Yes, when Xiaoxuan was alive, she often came to see me. Now that she's passed away due to an accident, I naturally have to come and see her..."

The servant remained silent and dared not say a word. He just lowered his head and opened the car door.

Pang Weiran is also quite honest.

After he got off the car, his large grey robe covered his wrist, and the silver bracelet could not be seen by others.

Then he consciously walked behind Mingchuan, following closely on his left and right.

The two of them stepped into the King's Mansion.

The eerie white light inside the door was even more creepy. The white silk floating around was blown up casually in the night wind. Indistinctly, it looked like a ghost that refused to disperse.

Mingchuan didn't care when he saw this scene, but Pang Weiran behind him changed his expression without saying a word.

Unexpectedly, Mingchuan took him away for a while and then suddenly asked him.

"Mr. Pang, don't you feel guilty?"

"what?"

Pang Weiran was stunned and looked at Mingchuan blankly.

Mingchuan raised his head and glanced at the white cloth around him.

"I say, looking at these white cloths that exist for Situ Xuan, don't you feel guilty? If it weren't for you, she wouldn't have died in her prime."

"This is a great loss for the Dragon Nation."

"Of course, you are not the only one guilty. There is also the Imperial Envoy of the Capital."

Mingchuan's words made Pang Weiran silent for a while.

He looked at Mingchuan with a cold gaze, but just as Mingchuan turned around and smiled at him, he retracted his gaze.

Pang Weiran said calmly, "Everyone has their own destiny. This is Xiaoxuan's own destiny and her own choice. It's not a choice I can make for her. What does it have to do with me?"

Mingchuan had a fake smile on his face, but in his heart he wanted to drag all nine members of Pang Weiran's clan out of the ground and slaughter them all!

Disgusting old man, what does it have to do with him?

How shameless!

If Ah Xiong was here at this moment, he would have slapped him in the face!

Mingchuan's eyes darkened a little. He was too lazy to argue with him and continued to lead him forward.

After a while, they arrived at Situ Xuan's funeral hall.

The white sails are floating, and the weird feeling of funeral is even stronger.

The king standing inside was helping her take care of the people who came to mourn her like a father.

"The king."

Mingchuan spoke, and the king turned around and looked at them.

The moment his gaze met Pang Weiran, it suddenly dimmed, with indelible anger and fury in his eyes.

Pang Weiran smiled at him as if he didn't understand at all.

"Lord, long time no see."

The king's face was gloomy.

He did not respond to Pang Weiran, but just glanced at him sideways, then turned back to look at the group of surprised ministers.

After saying a few simple words of explanation to everyone, he winked at Mingchuan, asking him to take Pang Weiran to the next room.

Watching them go away, the people behind them were filled with surprise.

"Hasn't Pang Weiran been living in seclusion for a long time? Why is he here for Master Situ's funeral?"

"Stop talking. Didn't you see that the King's expression was off? I feel like... maybe this guy did something..."

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