Whispered Schemes to Weave a Web and Slay the Tiger General, a Hidden Edge in the Imperial Carriage to Seize the Dragon Seal

Only after the footsteps had receded did someone ask in a low voice, "Blood Butcher has now conquered all of Zhao, and his power is at its height. On top of that, his Blood-Clad Army guards every corner of Handan."

"Though His Majesty granted us the authority to act as we see fit, we can't stand up to Blood Butcher's mighty fist."

An old minister sighed. "And I've heard Blood Butcher can catch heavenly lightning with his bare hands and leap through the air to slay immortal masters. Even the best assassins in the martial world are no match for him!"

"By force, no one can beat him. But if we try to outmaneuver him politically, His Majesty trusts him immensely. What are we supposed to do?"

They racked their brains, yet still couldn't find a weakness in Zhao Cheng.

At that moment, Lord Changping lay face-down on a brocade mattress soaked through with blood. Cold sweat stung the whip wounds across his back, but as he listened to the ministers sighing, a spark of sinister fire kindled in his eyes.

He had once been a Chancellor of state, and now he had to endure such immense humiliation.

This sea of blood and hatred had made him and Zhao Cheng mortal enemies.

He slowly turned onto his side, the movement tugging at his wounds until his teeth chattered with pain. Yet his words came out fierce and biting. "No matter how strong Zhao Cheng is, he's still just a dog of Qin!"

"His Majesty values him because he's useful right now!"

"If we want to bring Zhao Cheng down, we have to make His Majesty believe this isn't a personal grudge, but a threat to Great Qin's foundations that must be rooted out."

The old Chu-affiliated minister Zhao Ju, who