Seeing this, the lean man quickly added, "Incense Master, I found a Huang Family servant named Changgen. When the Huang Family was massacred, he was hiding in a residence Huang Yu had taken over, and that's how he escaped."
"Oh?" A glint flashed in Tang Xiao's eyes. His tone softened slightly, but it still carried an oppressive weight. "Why didn't you bring him in sooner?"
"I was worried he'd spout nonsense, so I questioned him outside first. But he's tight-lipped; he insisted on seeing you before he would tell the truth." As he spoke, the lean man shouted to the men outside, "Bring him in!"
The door opened again, and a man in a tattered, padded cotton jacket was shoved inside.
This was the man the lean man had called Changgen.
His hair was a mess and his face was smeared with dirt. The moment he entered the hall, he dropped to his knees with a THUMP, his legs trembling uncontrollably.
Cold sweat streamed down his cheeks, soaking the front of his jacket.
