Yìng Wúyī did not hold many cards in his hand.
With Uncle Qing and ten secret guards—even if the original owner's parents were to fall—whether these could be utilized was another matter entirely.
The trump cards of the General's Ye Estate, however, were "four bombs and two jokers": a death-exempt medallion bestowed by the emperor, three thousand imperial armor-clad personal guards, a vast network of connections and favors, and the immense industrial empire of the Ye clan...
No matter how he played, he was bound to win.
Unfortunately, Ye Liu had been utterly useless before; even with a god-tier opening hand, not a single card had ended up in his own possession.
"Uncle Qing's loyalty must also be tested today, otherwise every step will be unimaginably difficult moving forward..."
Along a small estate path, Yìng Wúyī walked alone, his expression completely blank.
He had already sent Uncle Qing to the treasury to search for an antidote.
Though he held little hope, he certainly could not just give up.
If the poison in his body could be cured right now, Yìng Wúyī's room to maneuver later on would expand exponentially!
The little time delayed was of no consequence at all.
Yet just as Yìng Wúyī rounded a corner, he caught sight of a young girl in a white dress in the distance.
Her ethereal temperament made her stand out instantly from a crowd.
She was walking toward him, head lowered as she read a book cupped in her hands.
"That is?"
Following the memories in his mind, Yìng Wúyī reme…
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