"Hmph! You're the one most eager for Father to depose the elder and appoint the younger. Only then would Yuan Shang, whom you support, have a chance!"
With matters having come to this, Yuan Xi no longer had any inclination to listen to Shen Pei's "nonsense." He swept his hand sharply, and the Tiger Son Battalion soldiers behind him immediately rushed forward.
Though Shen Pei and the others possessed some martial prowess, how could they, barehanded, possibly match these elite soldiers, fierce as tigers and wolves?
Before long, they were all bound.
Yuan Xi glanced at the core advisers under Yuan Shao, then turned toward the tightly shut door, murderous intent stirring in his eyes.
As long as he entered the side chamber, killed Yuan Shao, and pinned the blame on Yuan Shang, he could rightfully inherit the Heir's Position!
Then he would be the master of Ji Province!
Drawing a deep breath, Yuan Xi suppressed the fear in his heart and advanced toward Yuan Shao's side chamber, sword in hand, one step at a time.
"Second Young Master, what are you trying to do?"
"Stop!"
At this sight, Shen Pei, Tian Feng, and the others immediately realized Yuan Xi's intentions. Their expressions changed drastically, their hearts burning with anxiety!
Yet Yuan Xi seemed deaf to every voice as he reached out to push open the door. "Cough, cough..."
Just then, a faint cough came from inside the room.
It was quiet, yet exceptionally clear.
Then the door slowly opened from within. Yuan Shao appeared in the doorway of the side chamber, facing Yuan Xi outside, and their gazes met.
"F-Father!"
Seeing Yuan Shao's calm gaze, deep as an ancient well, Yuan Xi felt every hair on his body stand on end. Frightened, he stumbled back several steps.
The Tiger