Qin Hu sighed inwardly. Qin An was entirely implicated by him, and if things continued this way, the two of them were bound to die.
Those who wanted him dead had failed to finish him off at court, so they were now stabbing him in the back and playing dirty tricks in the military camp, driving him relentlessly toward his doom.
Yet Qin Hu was by no means a man to sit back and await death. This was a blatant frame-up, and he refused to let it go.
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