Those who wanted him dead had failed to finish him off at court, so they resorted to underhanded blows and sucker punches in the military camp, driving him relentlessly toward his doom.
Yet Qin Hu was by no means a man to sit back and await his fate. This was a blatant frame-up, and he was not about to let it rest.
Life was, after all, an endless struggle for survival. Just you wait: not only would he stay alive, but he would also fight his way back to the capital and settle accounts with every last one of you.
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