Chapter 446

Si Wushuang suspected so many people, but never suspected Xuanji, the reason being that he had defected to the Western Liang King for a longer time.

But in just an instant, Si Wushuang figured it out; Jiang Jinshi, this monster, had planned in Beijiang for so many years, so it was normal to have preparations for Western Liang in advance, and this was even in line with Jiang Jinshi's image in his heart.

And the time Xuanji defected to the Western Liang King was also very particular; counting it, that was when Jiang Jinshi had just begun to rise, and Da Qian was also in the initial moment of civil strife.

That Jiang Jinshi could start planning at that time and insert Xuanji into Western Liang showed that this person's wisdom was like a demon!

Si Wushuang sighed silently in his heart; to be honest, compared like this, he, Si Wushuang, seemed to be a step weaker again, which made him very unwilling.

However, being able to successfully catch the mole was already an initial victory, and the subsequent battles would presumably be much easier to fight!

"Where is the person now?"

The secret guard replied respectfully: "People have been sent to control him, waiting for the official's disposal!"

"Has there been an interrogation?" Si Wushuang asked.

"Not yet! After all... Master Xuanji has a special status!" the secret guard said cautiously.

Si Wushuang nodded and said: "Bring the person here! At the same time, report the news to the Prince!"

Wei Wenlie had been worrying about this matter for these days, and even looked at everyone as if they were moles; now that the truth had come to light, even if he told Wei Wenlie, it would be good to let this Western Liang King breathe a sigh of relief.

"Yes!" The secret guard cupped his hands and retreated!

Subsequently, Wei Wenlie received this news and immediately ordered that all civil and military officials must be present; he wanted to deal with Xuanji personally and let everyone see what the consequences of betraying him were!

Western Liang Royal Palace in Luoyang, Council Hall.

The hall was brightly lit with candles, and the civil and military officials under Wei Wenlie were gathered together, but the atmosphere was unusually oppressive.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the figure kneeling in the center of the hall, Xuanji!

Wei Wenlie sat on the throne, looking at Xuanji with a livid face.

Si Wushuang stood one step away from the side of the throne, observing every subtle expression of Xuanji calmly; he wanted to judge whether Xuanji was lying.

"Xuanji!"

Wei Wenlie's voice carried undisguised anger. "I have treated you well! Since you defected, although I have not given you high official positions or noble titles, I have never treated you badly! Military affairs, information delivery, when have I ever doubted you? When have I ever guarded against you?!"

He stood up abruptly and walked down the steps of the throne step by step.

Most of the civil officials knew that the mole had been caught and were relieved, but they still didn't dare to look directly into Wei Wenlie's eyes.

Wei Wenlie stopped in front of Xuanji, looking down from above, the anger in his eyes even greater.

"But what about you?!"

Wei Wenlie's voice rose sharply. "What have you repaid me with?! It is collusion with the enemy! It is treason!

It is handing over the military secrets of Western Liang and the lives of tens of thousands of soldiers to that rebel Jiang Jinshi again and again!

Eagle Beak Pass! If you hadn't tipped them off, how could Bai Ting have arrived in time?! How could that bitch Zhang Honghong have escaped alive?!

The killing trap carefully set by Western Liang was ruined by you! The blood of thousands of soldiers was shed in vain!"

Seeing Xuanji not speaking, Wei Wenlie grabbed Xuanji's hair, lifted him up a bit, almost sticking to Xuanji's face, gritting his teeth: "Tell me! Why?!

Why betray me! Betray Western Liang! How have I treated you badly?! What benefits did Jiang Jinshi give you?!

Is it boundless wealth, or the promise of being crowned king?! Making you forget even the fundamentals of being a human!"

Xuanji slowly raised his head, meeting Wei Wenlie's angry and puzzled eyes.

"Your Majesty..."

Xuanji's voice was a bit hoarse and trembling. "You have treated me... indeed not badly. I... have never forgotten."

"Then why did you still do this?!"

Wei Wenlie roared, grabbing Xuanji by the collar and lifting his upper body up. "Speak! Tell me clearly!"

Xuanji was choked and had difficulty breathing, his face flushed, but he still tried hard to maintain the steadiness of his tone: "I... had no choice."

"No choice?"

Wei Wenlie seemed to have heard a huge joke, threw him back to the ground, and sneered, "What a 'no choice'! I want to hear what made you have no choice!"

Xuanji coughed violently a few times, gasped for a moment, and then said in a low voice: "Does Your Majesty know... I am not alone in this world."

Wei Wenlie's brow furrowed, and he shouted impatiently: "Stop playing tricks on me!"

Xuanji said slowly: "I... lost both my parents when I was young, and it was my master... who picked me up from a pile of dead people, raised me, and taught me martial arts and strategy.

He treated me... like a father. And my junior brother... the three of us depended on each other for survival and are the only relatives I have in this world."

He paused, his voice carrying a hint of imperceptible choking: "They... are in Beijiang."

The hall was deathly silent, the rage on Wei Wenlie's face froze, and Si Wushuang's eyes also became complicated.

According to Si Wushuang's judgment, Xuanji was not lying about this!

Xuanji raised his head, looking directly at Wei Wenlie, despair revealing in his eyes: "Jiang Jinshi... he caught them. Very early... he caught them a long time ago. I... I don't even know if they are... alive or dead now..."

Wei Wenlie's pupils shrank suddenly, which meant that Jiang Jinshi had been planning against the people around him for a long time?

Xuanji lowered his head, his voice carrying powerlessness: "Every time... every time I passed information, Your Majesty... it was so they could live for one more moment.

I know... this is treason, it is a capital crime. I have been suffering day and night, wishing I were dead.

But I... I cannot watch my master and junior brother... die because of me!"

He slammed his forehead onto the ground: "Your Majesty! I am guilty! I deserve to die! I have failed your trust, failed Western Liang! I dare not ask for your forgiveness!

I only ask... I only ask you to judge, I... am not coveting wealth, not leaning toward Beijiang! I am just... just..."

He couldn't say the words behind, just pressing his forehead firmly against the ground, his shoulders trembling slightly.

That was a kind of despair crushed by fate, with no power to resist.

Wei Wenlie looked blankly at the subordinate at his feet who was once considered capable; he had no background or power, and relied entirely on his true talent to gain his reuse!

Thinking of this, the rage on his face did not dissipate, but added a few more complexities.

He understood Xuanji's "no choice," but this understanding did not bring the slightest pity, but instead added fuel to the fire, making the anger in his chest burn even more fiercely!

"So..."

Wei Wenlie's voice was full of anger. "Just because your master and junior brother are in Beijiang, you took my country, the lives of tens of thousands of Western Liang sons, and used them as bargaining chips to protect your relatives?! Xuanji! You have such great courage! Such deep scheming!"

He kicked Xuanji on the shoulder, knocking him over to the ground: "You can sacrifice my soldiers for your relatives?! You can bury the great cause of Western Liang?!

Do you know how many loyal and brave soldiers have been buried on the battlefield because of your betrayal?! How many families have been torn apart?!

To whom should their relatives go to cry and complain?!"