However, Qin Hu was by no means a man to sit back and await his doom. This was plainly 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 stay alive, but he would also fight his way back to the Capital to settle accounts with every last one of them.
"Qin An, how many silver banknotes did we bring when we left home?"
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