Ji Haodian regretted it deeply. He had judged many people correctly over the course of his life, and that was why Great Zhou had amassed such a vast foundation.
When he promoted Su Xin, he had already seen that Su Xin was capable and ambitious. But Ji Haodian had been confident he could keep him under control.
How many ambitious people were there in all of Great Zhou? They were still his subjects, and they could only serve him.
Over the years, Su Xin had accomplished many major tasks for him. Ji Haodian had even come to believe that as long as he put Su Xin on the job, success was guaranteed.
But now Ji Haodian regretted it. Su Xin wasn't merely ambitious—he was a wolf that turned on its master!
But Ji Haodian couldn't understand why Su Xin wanted to kill him.
He had treated Su Xin quite generously. Su Xin could be said to be enjoying the emperor's favor. What could he gain by killing him? Had one of his sons colluded with Su Xin and promised him something?
Ji Haodian could no longer guess. His mind was growing hazy as his soul withered.
Su Xin looked at Ji Haodian, his face showing shock, but inside he felt no stir at all.
He had tampered with the Spirit-Condensing Flower. Back when he had been at Medicine King Valley, he had used the soul secret art on the White Jade Tablet to alter it.
This soul secret art was unlike every other soul art in the Great Jianghu. Sun Buhai couldn't have detected it, and neither could the formation masters who had personally helped study the White Jade Tablet.
Only someone as skilled in medicine as Sun Buhai and as proficient in formations could have discovered that Su Xin