"For the sake of my grand undertaking, I have no choice but to tolerate him!"
Prince Qi swallowed, suppressed the murderous intent in his heart, and glanced around.
Through the curtain of rain, a lantern glimmered every ten meters along the corridor. Farther away, the street beyond the wall lay in darkness. Now and then, a night watchman passed, his cry ringing out: "All is well-clang!"
"Since Father wishes to investigate, his eyes and ears must be everywhere, sealing us in like an iron barrel. It will be difficult for any message to pass in or out!" Prince Qi cleared away his distracting thoughts and said solemnly, "Sir, do you have a way for me to contact my people in the capital?"
Given Xie Zhenqing's abilities, he surely had a solution if he had made the suggestion. Prince Qi looked at him expectantly.
"Of course. Rest assured, Your Highness." Xie Zhenqing bowed. "In the past, whenever the founding emperor investigated a case, his first step was to cut off all communication, trapping people until they met their deaths!"
"The emperor has inherited that method."
"But every method has its counter. Rest assured, Your Highness. Even if armored soldiers surround us outside, I can ensure your commands pass through unhindered!"
The muscles in Prince Qi's cheeks twitched almost imperceptibly. He clapped his hands and smiled. "Then I can rest easy!"
Xie Zhenqing smiled as well. He glanced at the sky, thought of the Young Dragon, and said to Prince Qi, "In truth, Your Highness need not worry. You possess immense good fortune and will receive Heaven's aid."
"Oh? Please explain!" Prince Qi leaned forward.
"Those who undertake great deeds are sure to find wind and rain to cloak them."
"The Divine Strategy Army can arrive tomorrow night. On the third night,