Those who wanted him dead had failed to finish him off at court, so they resorted to vicious blows and dirty tricks in the military camp, driving him relentlessly toward his grave.
Yet Qin Hu was by no means a man to sit back and wait for death. 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 wait—not only would he survive, but he would fight his way back to the capital to settle accounts with every last one of them.
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