Yet Qin Hu was by no means a man to sit back and await his doom. This was clearly a frame-up, and he had no intention of letting it go.
Life was, after all, an endless struggle for survival. Just you wait; not only would he stay alive, but he would fight his way back to the Capital and settle scores with every single one of you.
"Qin'an, how many bank notes did we bring when we left home?"
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