Prince Rui knelt on the ground with his face toward the floor, unable to see Fulin’s expression. He continued to speak, seemingly to himself, "According to my intelligence from the navy, the number and frequency of Ming warship deployments have been on the decline lately. It appears they are hatching some sort of major conspiracy."
*Whew.*
Fulin’s heart, which had been hanging by a thread, finally settled. Prince Rui was, at the very least, a decent man; he had not torn through that veil of pretense in front of everyone.
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