"Interesting." Gu Shen murmured to himself.
He opened A Study of Western Regions' Strange Poisons.
The pages were densely covered in ancient seal script, recording one unbelievable poison after another. Some of them could hardly even be called poisons; they were more like strange, almost Dao-like entities.
Gu Shen's gaze swept rapidly over the bizarre accounts.
"Bone-corroding Soul-dissolving Powder," "Three-Day Reincarnation Gu," "Beauty Wither"...
At last, his finger stopped on a certain page.
Three words were written in ink: Heart-Burning Fire.
Gu Shen's breathing nearly stopped.
The Prince of Zhao's residence.
"Crash!"
A fine Ru Ware teacup glazed in Sky Blue was hurled to the floor and shattered into pieces.
The Third Prince, King Zhao, Zhao Gou, had bloodshot eyes. His chest heaved violently, like a beast trapped in a cage.
"Outrageous! Absolutely outrageous!"
He roared and kicked over the sandalwood table before him. The brushes, ink, paper, inkstone, curios, and ornaments on it clattered to the ground.
The servants and advisers in the residence all knelt on the floor, too frightened to make a sound or even raise their heads.
An adviser in a blue robe mustered his courage, shuffled forward on his knees, and stammered, "Your Highness, please calm down! Getting worked up over a mere Imperial Physician isn't worth harming your health!"
"A mere Imperial Physician?" Zhao Gou spun around, his gaze murderous. "You call the man who dared to hang my bird on Cheng Tian Gate a mere Imperial Physician?!"
"My dignity! My reputation for benevolence! He trampled all over them! Now everyone in the Capital City is laughing at me!"
He hated it!
He hated that wretch Gu Shen!
But what he hated even more was his father's attitude!
Why was that bird still hanging there? What were the Imperial Guards good for? His