"What is it about?"
Regarding the so-called dedication to the country and the people, Si Haofeng didn't believe a word of it.
If Feng Chaonan truly had such good intentions, Si Haofeng wouldn't need him and Concubine Si to say more; he would campaign for him and help him ascend to the throne.
Alas, Feng Chaonan couldn't be further from a good person. Especially recently, his behavior had become increasingly frantic, as if he were fearing the arrival of something, urgently gathering all possible power.
"Uncle, you are wronging your nephew. This time, I really do want to do something good."
Feng Chaonan stared intently into Si Haofeng's eyes and said, "That is... to kill Gong Ziyu."
"Kill Gong Ziyu?!"
