"What should I do?"
Qin Rulie braced both hands on the table, thoughts churning through his mind. What was he supposed to do now?
Seek out Qin Unrivaled and form an alliance?
How could that be possible?
He had previously gone after Qin Unrivaled intending to kill him. If Qin Unrivaled were still willing to ally with him now and yield the Emperor's throne to him—
Even if Qin Unrivaled dared to offer it, he would not dare accept it.
Then there was only one path left: go all in. Stake every last bit of power he had on this one gamble.
If he succeeded, nothing would happen to him, and he could calmly turn his attention to dealing with the others.
Dealing with the others would be much easier. After all, his status naturally placed him a head above them.
The Emperor's throne would most likely be his.
And if he failed, then it would be time to pack up and flee this place.
If the princes' mutual slaughter got out, the entire Great Qin Empire would be utterly disgraced.
At that point, even if Qin Unrivaled chose not to pursue the matter, his imperial father would not spare him. He would become the laughingstock of the entire Great Qin Empire.
Rather than that, he might as well run sooner.
He would find somewhere to live in seclusion, wait for the realm gate to open wide, then flee beyond it.
If he somehow became a Primordial Unity Golden Immortal someday, he could return in glory.
And if he died, then he died.
This life was all there was to it.
"Wang Cang."
Having made up his mind, Qin Rulie called out loudly.
So what if he failed? What was the big deal?
This time, he was going all in.