Marquis Hu's Treachery, Ji Chang's Demise

Chong Houhu's Sinister Schemes, Ji Chang's Death "Ji Chang, you stole the foundation of my Chong City. This hatred is irreconcilable—I will never let your Western Qi live in peace!"

Chong Houhu stood in the wilderness afar, gazing at the Western Zhou banners now flying from the city walls, his eyes churning with bitter venom and unwillingness.

With his army defeated and his city fallen, all one hundred thousand elite soldiers of Yin Shang had been lost. He knew full well that he was already a criminal of Great Shang.

If he returned to Morning Song in disgrace, only severe punishment and interrogation awaited him. There would not be the slightest chance of survival.

At that thought, he completely abandoned any notion of returning to the court, turned around, and headed alone for Western Qi.

He had already lost everything. All that remained was a chest full of hatred. He swore to throw Western Qi's court into chaos, avenge himself upon Ji Chang, and topple his enemy's power.

After several days of crossing mountains and rivers, hiding by day and traveling by night, Chong Houhu quietly infiltrated Western Qi's royal city.

Concealing his tracks, he investigated in secret for a long time before finally settling upon the most suitable pawn—Bo An, the third son of the Western Count.

The night was deep when a black shadow slipped into the Marquis's study, landing without a sound.

"Who is it?!"

Bo An, seated inside, had a gloomy expression. The instant he sensed a stranger's aura, he sprang alertly to his feet, his sharp gaze fixed warily upon the suddenly appearing Chong Houhu.

Chong Houhu made no attempt to conceal himself. Getting straight to the point, he spoke in a cold, blunt voice. "You are Bo An, Ji Chang's third son? I am