"..."
There was nothing unusual about this, but as someone drew near, before anyone else noticed, Su Ziji felt a faint stirring within.
There seems to be killing intent, directed at me?
This time, he had gone incognito like a white dragon dressed as a fish chiefly to hear public opinion for himself. It had been a spur-of-the-moment decision; even few within his own residence knew of it, let alone outsiders.
Could it be an assassin?
Now that he sensed killing intent, Su Ziji immediately grew alert. If someone had targeted him even on an impromptu outing, this might be more than the work of a mole. Someone could be constantly watching the comings and goings at Prince Dai's Residence. Otherwise, they could not have acted so quickly.
At this thought, his smile faded slightly. He had never intended to use himself as bait to see whether he could hook a big fish or two-that would be rather foolish. But since the situation had arisen, he might as well make use of it.
Only, who wanted to kill him? Were the princes really that stupid?
Throughout the dynasties, he had never heard of assassination being used in a succession struggle. It would mean immediately cutting oneself off from the court and the emperor.
The killing intent had flashed for an instant, then quickly withdrawn. Anyone capable of that was probably no ordinary person. Concerned that he might have misunderstood, Su Ziji swept his gaze around again.
More and more scholars had gathered on the second floor, debating in groups of three or five. Quite a few were coming this way, but with a little attention, he spotted a young man of average build on his left who seemed drunk, staggering toward him. The man was already close and would soon