Those who wanted him dead had failed to finish him off at court, so they resorted to underhanded blows and dirty tricks in the military camp, pushing him relentlessly toward the grave.
Yet Qin Hu was by no means a man to sit back and wait for death. This was clearly a frame-up, and he would not let it rest.
Life was, after all, an endless struggle for survival. Just wait—not only would he survive, but he would fight his way back to the Capital and settle scores with every last one of them.
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