Those who wanted him dead had failed to finish him off at court, so they resorted to underhanded blows and ambushes in the military camp, driving him relentlessly toward his doom.
Yet Qin Hu was by no means a man to sit back and await his fate. This was a blatant frame-up, and he had no intention of letting it go.
Life was, after all, an endless struggle for survival. Just wait—not only would he survive, but he would fight his way back to the capital and settle accounts with every last one of them.
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