Ning Chen kept the sword at Prince Rui's throat. "I'd never pick out which of them is the late emperor's remains. You would."

Prince Rui laughed, and there was something sick in it.

"I didn't hang those bones up there with my own hands. A hundred-odd sets of them. I don't know which is the late emperor's either."

Ning Chen laughed coldly. "Zhang Chengji, I always took you for a clever man. It turns out you're about as clever as a pig.

Have you forgotten where we came from? We both came up through the Inspectorate. Prying your mouth open won't be hard at all."

Prince Rui gave a strange laugh. "I know you came up through the Inspectorate. But not knowing is not knowing. You can kill me and it won't help.

This is exactly what I want. I want you never to find the late emperor's remains, and I want Zhang Chengyun, that muddled, incompetent, lucky nobody, cursed for the rest of his life... The imperial tombs robbed, the late emperor's remains stolen, and him the emperor. The histories will give him a line in thick ink and bright color, and men will spit on his name for a thousand autumns and ten thousand generations. Ha ha ha..."

Ning Chen gave a cold snort. "Old Pan, he's yours!"

Pan Yucheng nodded slightly.

Ning Chen looked at Prince Rui. "Let me introduce you. Pan Yucheng, gold coat of the Inspectorate. I hope your mouth holds up as well as his methods."

Fear went through Prince Rui's eyes, but his mouth stayed hard. "Kill me if you have it in you. I dared to rebel, so I'm not afraid to die... I'm a traitor and a rebel, and I'll carry that name down the ages, I know it. But Zhang Chengyun has lost the late emperor's remains, and he can forget about leaving a good name behind him either. Ha ha ha..."

Ning Chen shook his head, walked out and left Prince Rui to Pan Yucheng... He was afraid that if he stayed any longer he would cut the degenerate…