Writhing in pain, Qián Duōduō was consumed by regret. He regretted sticking his neck out for Qin Kui today; now, it seemed he would hardly escape with his life.
Gritting his teeth, he put on a ferocious expression and blurted out, "Your Majesty, Ninth Prince! This subject deserves to die! In light of my many years of service—if not toil, then at least effort—please spare this dog's life! This subject is willing to go to the eastern coastal front to fight side-by-side with the frontline troops!"
Hearing this, Zhao Lie sneered inwardly. This was the classic face of a shameless, greedy official—willing to do absolutely anything to stay alive, entirely devoid of a moral bottom line.
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