Bu Er remained unmoved by the Marquis of Anguo's words.
"My lord, what I must do now is get you out of here. Only when you are safe can Young Master Jiang be safe."
The Marquis of Anguo waved his hands anxiously. "No, this is a perilous matter. I beg you to put Zhizhou's safety first. I am still unharmed here, but if you take me away, Jiang Zhihuai will know something has changed. He certainly won't let it go lightly."
Bu Er hesitated briefly at the Marquis of Anguo's words.
The Marquis of Anguo was quite right. At present, only Jiang Zhihuai knew of this hidden chamber. If he learned that someone had rescued the Marquis of Anguo, he would surely make trouble for Jiang Zhizhou.
There was no telling what he might do then.
"But you are surrounded by danger here as well. Who knows how Jiang Zhihuai will treat you?"
Hearing Bu Er's words, the Marquis of Anguo smiled. "It is all right. I still hold the title of Marquis of Anguo, and changing that imperial appointment requires His Majesty's approval."
"Under the present circumstances, His Majesty will not agree to his request. So, no matter what, Jiang Zhihuai will keep this old man alive."
At this point, a wave of bitter sorrow swept through the Marquis of Anguo's heart.
For the sake of power and influence, his own son had actually turned his ruthless hand against the father who had given him life.
He had fought so valiantly on the battlefield to win his present standing, never imagining that, at the end of it all, he would face such a wretched plight.
"What a disgrace upon our family..." The Marquis of Anguo's voice sank, becoming utterly weary.
A trace of sadness passed through Bu Er's heart