"That is roughly how it happened."
Prince Jing tried his best to keep his tone level as he recounted the events. However, when he reached the part about being played for a fool by Zhao Yi, he couldn't suppress the fury in his heart and grit his back teeth. This was the greatest humiliation of his life, second only to the Yongzhao Emperor stealing the throne from him.
Guo Xi’s expression was complex. He never imagined that his exposure would come down to nothing more than a wound on a corpse. Because of that single wound, Zhao Yi had tracked down Dai Chun, and from there, followed the trail to his hideout. He clenched his fists, closed his eyes in frustration, and let out a long, weary sigh. The image of that seemingly dissolute face loomed over his consciousness like a massive shadow—a mental demon he would never be able to shake for the rest of his life.
Chapter 461