Qin Hu sighed inwardly. Qin An was only in this plight because he had been implicated by him, and if things kept going this way, the two of them were bound to die.
Those who wanted him dead had failed to finish him off at court, so now they were stabbing him in the back and playing dirty in the army camp, driving him relentlessly toward his grave.
Yet Qin Hu was by no means a man to sit back and await his doom. This was a blatant frame-up, and he would not let it rest.
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