"Then I should thank you. But what if the Emperor finds out that his close minister and his nephew are privately mining and forging iron? What do you suppose... he would do?" Wen Jiu asked with a smile.
"That would probably mean execution of the entire family!" Xiao Jue said.
"So keeping out of each other's way is our best guarantee. You can deceive him, but I won't give away a single piece of information. Xiao Jue, I'm not afraid to tell you: if it weren't for the people I care about, I, Wen Jiu, would have fought you to the bitter end long ago." Wen Jiu slammed her palm down on a teacup, shattering it. The shards cut the back of her hand, and blood began to trickle down.
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