The wind rose, and with it, a murderous intent.
Wei Ci felt a shiver run down his spine as his throat was gripped tight. To the outside world, Xie Yizhou, the Chancellor of Great Zhou, was merely a man of noble lineage, known for his unwavering loyalty, integrity, and avoidance of partisan strife—a man who understood the schemes of power but remained above them.
Little did anyone know that he possessed such profound internal energy. It seemed all the rumors were merely a facade he allowed the world to see. Wei Ci could not even fathom how the man had closed the distance so quickly; it had happened in the blink of an eye.
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