Ji Feihua said, "You're quick-witted and keep your head when trouble comes, but there's always a chance something will go wrong." He handed Hu Xiaotian a bundle he had prepared beforehand. Hu Xiaotian opened it in front of him and found a sharkskin diving suit inside. His heart tightened. He realized, with perfect clarity, that Ji Feihua had actually moved him. Ji Feihua cared whether an insignificant man like him lived or died.
Ji Feihua said, "This might come in useful when you're in danger."
Once Hu Xiaotian learned Ji Feihua's entire plan, his emotions surged. Ji Feihua had decided to strike on the Heaven-Reaching River. Not only did he intend to eliminate Wen Boyuan, he probably cared little whether Princess Anping survived either. Yet the two things he had given Hu Xiaotian showed that he did care about his survival. Hu Xiaotian simply could not understand why Ji Feihua valued his life so much. Could he really have developed special feelings for him? The thought of a eunuch falling for him was downright terrifying.
Just then, Ji Feihua threw cold water over him again. "If you dare play any tricks in this matter or deceive me, don't blame me for showing you no mercy."
Hu Xiaotian abruptly came to his senses. Ji Feihua was still Ji Feihua, after all. His kindness was merely a means of using him. He must never let these soft-handed tactics go to his head; he had to stay clearheaded at all times.
On the seventh day of the first lunar month, Hu Xiaotian finished his shopping and went to Treasure Abundance Hall. Zhou Mo had arranged for him to meet Zhan Peng there. Ever since joining the Divine Strategy Office, Zhan Peng had rarely met Hu Xiaotian, to avoid arousing suspicion. They were delighted