Cao Zhengchun was seized with a fit of rage, coughing up a spray of blood. "You... you body double! You actually dared to plot against me! You’ve got guts!"
Zhao Zheng laughed. "If I managed to become Emperor, isn't it all thanks to you, Grand Eunuch Cao? If not for you, how would I have ever sat upon that dragon throne in Yuanheng Hall?"
Cao Zhengchun stared daggers at Zhao Zheng, grinding his teeth so hard they threatened to crack. He wished he could tear the man limb from limb. The more triumphant his adversary looked, the more intolerable the humiliation became.
Chapter 37