"It's you?" Prince An's eyebrows knitted together, his gaze falling on the child, "Who is he?"
"He is the son of the suspect, who went to the Hanlin Academy." Xiao Liulang said with dignity.
Qin Shilang had heard faintly about the new champion, seeing him leaning on a crutch, he could almost guess the other's identity.
So, it was this kid who had robbed his nephew of the top scholar title?
The child said, "My dad isn't the murderer! He didn't kill anyone!"
"Who told you to bring him in here? Get him out immediately!" Qin Shilang yelled sternly. Seeing Xiao Liulang not moving, he called out in a cold voice, "Someone!"
A guard came in and took the crying child out.
Xiao Liulang looked at Prince An.
He didn't say a word, but Prince An inexplicably felt his gaze like prickles on his back. He sighed, "He was suspicious for showing up on the Avenue in the middle of the night. When Wuyang found him following the trail of blood, he was about to bury the murder weapon."