Qin Hu sighed inwardly. Qin An was entirely implicated by him, and if things continued to develop this way, the two of them were bound to die without a doubt.
Those who wanted him dead had failed to finish him off in the imperial court, so now they were resorting to underhanded 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 await his doom. This was a blatant frame-up, and he would not let it rest.
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