Yet Qin Hu was by no means a man to sit back and await his doom. This was plainly a frame-up, and he was not going to let the matter rest.
Life was, after all, an endless struggle for survival. Just you wait: not only would he stay alive, but he would fight his way back to the Capital and settle scores with every single one of them.
"Qin An, how much silver do we have left on us from when we left?"
Chapter 247