The Vault

Gao Yang danced about in excitement, the chains around him jingling. "Yes. You were the one who hired me to kill that guy. Now I have evidence. You're the Dragon King's man, right?"

Duan Zihua shook his head apathetically. "No."

Having not detected the bad omen in this simple answer, Meng Mingshu explained aloud in lieu of his old servant. "He's a servant of my family. The Dragon King coerced him into assisting him from inside to steal the Meng family's money. From then on, he's been working for the Dragon King all along. Duan Zihua, tell them the truth."

Duan Zihua turned around and kowtowed to his young master respectfully.

Meng Mingshu was confused. "Duan Zihua, stand up and talk. Didn't you say that you had a terrible conscience and wanted to come back to serve me again? Aren't you worried that the Dragon King might kill you to keep that thing a secret forever? Well, the Governor of the Western Regions is here. Nobody will dare to hurt you."