"Speak," Ye Jiu said.
"The War King next door was thrown into the Imperial Prison by the Imperial Guard yesterday." The butler also thought that since Ye Jiu could get the land deed of this house from the War King, he must have had a close relationship with the War King, so he felt it necessary to report the matter.
But Ye Jiu was stunned.
How could Sikong Mo have been imprisoned? It was impossible.
Just yesterday, he had ridden with Ye Jiu back to the inn and even helped Ye Jiu move in here, but in just one night, how could he have been imprisoned?
He is the dignified War King, who would dare...
No, above the War King there is the Emperor, the Princes, the Lords, many people...
And with great power in his hands, he was certainly the envy of many.
Ye Jiu couldn't help but let her thoughts wander.
