If one is already caught within a scheme, then which kind exactly am I embroiled in?
However, Zhao Rong ultimately didn't speak up, for now was not the time to investigate these matters; after so many years of tranquility, there was no urgency to unravel the truth just yet.
The sword in his hand, engraved with only a single character and not from Tai Huan, eased his mind somewhat.
His thoughts were increasingly inclined towards the possibility that he and Qing Jun, Qian'er, might be mere stand-ins or targets for Zhao Qingyi.
If that were really the case...
Zhao Rong couldn't help but sigh.
He remembered what Gui had said before: among the nine emperor-selecting nobles, Fu Yao's power is among the top, with branches spread across the Nine Provinces, possessing vast influence.
