Wei Song fled Jade City for the second time, his heart full of rage and confusion. He had laid a perfect trap. No matter how the Dragon King twisted and turned, he would either offend the Central Plains, lose King Xiao's protection, or face the Luo Family's divine sword directly. Yet in the end, his plans had been ruined by a lowly eunuch.
The last time had been six years ago. After being dismissed as City Governor of Jade City, he had recognized that the so-called Huan Nu was Gu Lun's son—and the true culprit who had killed his own son. He had promised to take Huan Nu away from Jade City, only to secretly flee back to the Central Plains.
This time, he had used the same trick. Claiming they would discuss the matter the next day, he had once again embarked on the road of escape. His mood, however, was entirely different. Six years ago, he had possessed almost nothing in Jade City; simply managing to escape had been a victory. But this time, he had a vast army behind him and the Central Plains' finest swordsman as his escort, yet he still had to flee from that baleful star.
As a member of an official family, Wei Song had always swum like a fish in the complicated struggles of the court. This was the first time he had felt such deep hatred for the powerful figures far away in the capital. They had no idea what kind of person the Dragon King was, and had naively assumed they could control and use him. But Wei Song knew that the Dragon King was a madman bent entirely on revenge.
Thinking of what had happened to his beloved son, Wei Lingmiao, Wei Song felt both heartbroken and terrified.
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