Ethan Zhan and Oliver Bai were both a little worried about Zhao Pu. They couldn't help sweating when they thought about the loyal ministers and generals in the past dynasties who had fought well and had no good ending. "Are there any suspects?" Ethan Zhan asked.
"Well, of course not on the surface. Although the marshal can fight, he is very slow in this regard..." Before Ziying finished speaking, Oliver Bai laughed, "Some people are slow and some are alert, such as Master Pang."
Ziying and Zheying looked at each other, then reached out and tapped Oliver Bai, "Ha, no wonder Master Pang and Mr. Bao said that Ethan Zhan rarely suffered any loss after you and he got together."
Ethan Zhan raised his eyebrows, as if he had suffered a lot in the past! He reached out and took out a handkerchief to wipe his greasy hands, then put it back and asked, "So, when you left, Master Pang provided a candidate?"
"Hehe." Zheying took out a piece of paper and handed it to Ethan Zhan intact. "The Grand Tutor stuffed it into my hand before I left, and told us to deal with it quietly and not let the prince and Prime Minister Bao know."
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