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 it rest.
Life was, after all, an endless struggle for survival. Just wait; not only would he stay alive, but he would fight his way back to the Capital and settle scores with every last one of them.
"Qin An, how many bank notes did we bring when we left?"
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