Qin Hu sighed inwardly. Qin An was purely suffering as a collateral victim of his own actions, and if things kept going this way, the two of them would undoubtedly die.
Those who wanted him dead hadn't managed to finish him off in the imperial court, so they were now resorting to underhanded tricks and sucker punches in the military camp, driving him relentlessly toward his grave.
Yet Qin Hu was by no means a man to sit back and await his doom. This was a blatant frame-up, and he was not going to let it rest.
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