"Tang Kuobian?" Only then did Huang Rong remember the man she had severely injured with the Dog Beating Staff Technique. "I think I struck his spine. He probably won't be able to stand for the rest of his life."
Song Qingshu gave a bitter smile. "More than just being unable to stand. The one thing worth celebrating is that he'll never have to worry about that again, because he's already dead."
"Dead?" Huang Rong cried out. "I don't think I hit him that hard!"
"It wasn't because of you, but someone else..." Song Qingshu then roughly explained how Wanyan Liang had sent assassins to kill Tang Kuobian.
"The Jin people are dogs tearing at each other. Serves them right!" Huang Rong said bitterly. Their plan had failed largely because they had fallen for Tang Kuobian and Wanyan Liang's scheme. How could she not be pleased to see her enemies end up like this?
"They are indeed dogs tearing at each other, but Wanyan Liang becoming the sole dominant power isn't necessarily a good thing." Song Qingshu merely smiled at Huang Rong's anger without commenting on it.
"Since Wanyan Liang wants to kill him, wouldn't disguising yourself as Tang Kuobian be walking right into the tiger's mouth?" Huang Rong was deeply puzzled.
"Wanyan Liang does want him dead, but Tang Kuobian has a special status in the Jin Dynasty, and his family is extremely influential. That means Wanyan Liang can only act in secret. Last time, because you attempted an assassination, he could shift all the blame onto you. But if 'Tang Kuobian' returns openly and with great fanfare now, Wanyan Liang will find it difficult to make a move instead." Having spent so long at the Qing Imperial Court, Song Qingshu had gained some understanding of political intrigue, so he