However, Qin Hu was by no means a man to sit back and await his doom. This was a blatant frame-up, and he would certainly not let the matter rest.
Life was, after all, an endless struggle for survival. Just wait; not only would he survive, but he would also fight his way back to the Capital and settle scores with every single one of them.
"Qin An, how many silver notes did we bring when we left home?"
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