Pointing our swords at the Imperial City?
Chen Changan's words brought the light back to Xiao Yuheng's eyes.
The Old Prince was no ordinary man. Died of illness? What a ridiculous excuse.
Perhaps everyone under heaven knew that the one in the court had to be behind it. But what good was knowing, without proof?
Xiao Yuheng owed everything he was today to the Old Prince, who had promoted and nurtured him. He was utterly loyal to the Old Prince.
But Xiao Yuheng was only a subordinate, with neither the right nor the standing to investigate the Old Prince's death. That had to be led by Chen Changan, the Heir Apparent.
Unfortunately, the Heir Apparent of old had been weak and useless. No one had ever placed their hopes in him.
But after meeting him today, Xiao Yuheng realized he had misjudged the Heir Apparent. He wasn't the only one, either. Perhaps the people of the world had never truly understood the Heir Apparent of the Town King's Mansion.
Their conversation had stirred Xiao Yuheng deeply.
Chen Changan, the Heir Apparent, had skill, cunning, and, above all, the courage to act.
His gaze in particular was full of aggression and an invisible pressure.
"Does the Heir Apparent truly mean that?" Xiao Yuheng asked, visibly excited.
"I do!"
"Good!"
"Hahahaha! If the Old Prince knows from beyond the grave that the Heir Apparent has such courage, he'll rest without regrets."
"Still... it's a fine idea, but putting it into practice won't be easy."
"Within the Imperial Heavenly Dynasty, the Imperial Family is surrounded by powerful experts, and forces from every quarter have attached themselves to it."
"The Town Heaven Army may be brave and battle-hardened, but accomplishing this won't be simple."
"Does the Heir Apparent have a plan?" Xiao Yuheng asked,