Jiang Conghe, who could rise to the rank of commander, was no fool. Stubborn as he was, he still had a brain and could think.
After the incident, Jiang Dafang had not appeared before him. Now that the verdict had been handed down, he showed up and said such things, asked such questions.
Even a fool could connect the dots and realize something was wrong.
On the day he was controlled, the study at home was completely raided, and the safe was directly opened, as if they already knew there were things inside.
And their precision, was it due to their valor? No, it was because there was a traitor, a mole.
Right before him, his own son, Jiang Conghe's son, was that mole. Was it him who told those people what was inside? He hadn't even told Xiao Tian, yet he told him. Was this rebellious son planning revenge from the start?
Jiang Conghe felt a sweetness in his throat, forcibly suppressing the surge of bitterness.
