907 Nosebleed?

No wonder she had found it strange before.

Public opinion rose in Xiangping City. The Han Clan was far away in Xi'an, but He Zhixian was in the middle of it. He must know all of this very well. Why hadn't he done anything?

Wasn't he worried at all that if the Han Clan's ship capsized, it would implicate him?

In the end!

He Zhixian was clearly too cautious. He was not worried that the Han Clan would fall into a trap at all. He sat firmly on the fishing platform and waited for them to fall in the direction of the wind.

This was really amazing.

Yu Youyao sighed. "As expected, no one involved in politics is simple."

She felt a little complicated. Unknowingly, she and Yin Huaixi had already said a lot before she truly realized how many undercurrents were hidden behind Liu Dagan's case.

The inner palace, the royal court, the political parties, the land-owning class, and even a seventh-grade official had their own schemes.