On the Eve of the Great Battle, Fishing in Troubled Waters

Of course there were some, but not as many as Su Chen had imagined.

According to his calculations, almost everyone should have condemned the Seventh Prince for founding a nation. Yet now it seemed that most people had remained silent, and some had even pledged allegiance.

At least compared to his judgment, the situation had improved considerably.

The Great Yu Dynasty.

Within the Imperial Palace.

A pale, extremely weak-looking middle-aged man sat on the Dragon Throne, holding a memorial in his hand, his eyes filled with fury.

"Damn it... Su Chen!"

His fists clenched tightly, and he felt somewhat panicked.

Or rather, he had been panicking these past few days. He was worried that he would not be able to find Su Chen. By then, the injuries on his body would be enough to claim his life.

Suddenly, he recalled their previous confrontation. Su Chen had always been able to produce vast amounts of money. Could it be that he also had a great deal of military strength this time?

The last time he had wanted to target Su Chen, he had discovered that he simply could not do it.

Could it be the same this time?

No!

Absolutely not!

If he failed again this time, he would truly be defeated. By then, he would have lost completely.

But he had no idea how he could kill Su Chen. At present, he did not even know where Su Chen was. Yet Su Chen had founded a nation outright and openly challenged him, which was enough to show that he had absolute confidence. Otherwise, he could not have acted so boldly.

What was he supposed to do?!

At this moment, he no longer had the composure he once possessed. His mind was in complete disarray.

He did not know how he