Meanwhile.
Heaven Dou City.
In the Council Hall of the Prince's Residence, Xue Xing sat in the seat of honor, calmly watching the young man enter.
The young man was none other than Imperial Prince Xue Beng.
"Uncle!"
He bowed respectfully to Prince Xue Xing, not a trace of his usual spoiled wastrel demeanor remaining on his face.
"May I ask why you summoned me?" Xue Beng asked, getting straight to the point.
Xue Xing fell silent for a moment, then said slowly, "I'm ready to act."
Act?
Xue Beng froze, uncertainty flickering in his eyes. "Uncle, Xue Qinghe is already the emperor of Heaven Dou. We should stop. Practically everyone in Heaven Dou belongs to him now."
He immediately guessed what Xue Xing intended and hurried to dissuade him.
"What is there to fear? Over the years, we've gathered evidence pointing to Xue Qinghe murdering his own brothers. There are even hints that he poisoned your imperial father. He's only just ascended the throne, and his position isn't secure. If we make this information public, replacing the ruling dynasty may not be impossible."
Xue Xing's eyes gleamed, as though he held every winning piece in his hand.
After speaking, he looked at Xue Beng. Seeing the hesitation still in his eyes, he snorted. "Hmph. Still clinging to softhearted mercy? Are you waiting for Xue Qinghe to secure his throne? Then you'll truly have no chance left."
At those words, the color drained from Xue Beng's face. He was deeply torn.
Finally, he bit his lip and said, "But Xue Qinghe has the imperial tutor Ning Fengzhi behind him, along with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Can we contend with that kind of power?"
"What if Ning Fengzhi were gone?" Xue Xing asked coldly.
"What? You intend to..." Xue