Qing Prince's Residence
"Haha, that third brother of mine had even the consort he'd secured snatched away. He's lost all face." King Qing burst into laughter, gloating over his misfortune.
Tai'an Hall
The Tai'an Emperor frowned. In any case, he felt that he could no longer fathom what his son was thinking.
"Zhuoqing, what do you think that third brother is thinking?"
Zhuoqing frowned as well. He had no idea which screw had come loose in Jinyu's head.
How could they possibly guess it? They would never have imagined it, much less dared to imagine it—Gu Hui wanted to cultivate the martial world.
After all, throughout history, warriors had used martial prowess to defy the law. No emperor, nor any prince aspiring to the throne, would ever truly trust the martial world.
They might use martial artists during the struggle for succession, but once they succeeded, they would invariably slaughter the hounds once the hares were gone.
"Oh, right, Your Majesty. Jinyu has sent over a letter of apology!"
The Tai'an Emperor shook his head. "There's no need to read it. I already know what it says."
Jinyu Prince's Residence
Gu Hui and Baili Chengfeng were playing chess, while Xiao Ruofeng watched from the side.
He discovered that his elder brother's style of play had changed drastically today. It had become more accommodating. When faced with complicated situations, Gu Hui could always rely on his sharp insight to find a way to break the deadlock.
He moved freely across the board, displaying strategy, patience, and insight to the fullest.
On the chessboard, he was like a dragon soaring through the four seas; every move sparked with wisdom.
Under his fingertips, the chess pieces seemed to come alive, painting a magnificent scene within that tiny square board.
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