The mantis stalked the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind it.
Reality told them that until the final step, no one knew who was the mantis, who was the cicada, and who was the oriole.
In the eyes of the Song Clan, they were the oriole, the Lu Clan was the mantis trying to stop a chariot, and the Chu Clan was the cicada.
In the eyes of the Chu imperial family, the Song Clan was the mantis, while the Lu Clan was the cicada waiting to be caught in autumn.
But in the eyes of the Lu Clan, the Song Clan was the mantis, and the Chu Clan was the cicada about to be swallowed in one bite.
Prince Hui had originally thought he would soon hold supreme power in his hands, with the Chu imperial family reclaiming imperial authority. He would rule with diligence, win the hearts of the realm, and become an eternal wise monarch whose name would go down in history.
What he had never expected was that the trusted minister he had once relied upon had become a traitor, while the confidant he could entrust everything to had become a grave threat.
Half the empire!
He had actually dared to demand half the empire from him!
What audacity, what an appetite!
If he could, Prince Hui truly wished to cut him down with one stroke, destroy his household, and exterminate his clan.
Could he?
The answer Prince Hui received from the Attendants around him was no. They did not have absolute confidence in victory either.
"Duke Lu, this matter still requires careful deliberation. I said that as long as Duke Lu asked, so what if I gave you half the empire? Ultimately, the Chu Clan's empire was reclaimed with Duke Lu's help. Without Duke Lu,