Chapter 873

Qin An curled his entire body up on the snow-covered ground. His lips and face were blue, and his voice was so faint he seemed on the verge of death. Qin Hu sighed inwardly. Qin An’s condition was entirely due to being implicated by him, and if things continued this way, both of them were certain to perish. Those who wanted him dead had failed to finish him off in the imperial court, so they were now resorting to underhanded tactics and cold-blooded beatings in the military camp to drive him to his grave. But Qin Hu was not one to sit and wait for death. This was clearly a setup, and he would not let it slide. Life was a relentless struggle for survival; he would wait and see. He would not only survive, but he would also fight his way back to the Capital City to settle the score with them.