"I've heard about that. There seems to have been some friction between the Crown Prince and you lately, Marquis Su?"
He paused. When Su Fei said nothing, he continued.
"The Crown Prince has always been arrogant and overbearing, and he's made plenty of enemies at court. He doesn't even think anything of us, his own brothers. Marquis Su, you've distinguished yourself time and again. I'm afraid the Crown Prince has long regarded you as a thorn in his eye."
At this point, a hint of calculation flashed through the Ninth Prince's eyes.
"If my brother the Crown Prince makes things difficult for you in the future, Marquis Su, I would be willing to offer what little help I can and intercede on your behalf. If you're willing, perhaps we could support one another and accomplish something together."
"If I achieve great things in the future, I will honor you with the position of Grand General Who Guards the Nation."
By this point, Su Fei understood.
The Ninth Prince wanted to pull him onto his side so they could deal with the Crown Prince together.
He wanted Su Fei to take part in the struggle over the succession.
But what gives him the right? Just that pie in the sky about making me Grand General Who Guards the Nation someday?
In his previous life, Su Fei had eaten his fill of the pies in the sky his superiors promised him. In this life, he didn't want any more.
With the system in my hands, I have no shortage of martial arts. If I steadily raise my cultivation realm, sooner or later I'll attain the Dao and become a patriarch in this world.
Is there any need to get mixed up in something like this?
Su Fei picked up his teacup, took