'Wield the Slaughter Knife?'
Chu He repeated the words to himself, a thoughtful glint in his eyes as he continued to walk forward.
Lu Yinxing, the Queen of the Great Xia Empire, had surprised Chu He time and again with her intelligence and remarkable skill.
As the ruler of a nation, her unconditional faith in Chu He was a level of trust most monarchs could never hope to match.
In contrast, Ji Shengyue of the Great Jing Empire had been so eager to consolidate her power upon taking the throne that she didn't hesitate to make an example of Chu He—an act that now seemed utterly foolish and short-sighted.
Led by Liu Yuzhu, Chu He walked into a spacious conference hall.
The hall was large enough to accommodate several hundred people.
The moment Chu He's figure appeared in the doorway, the clamor of discussion instantly died down, and all eyes focused on him.
The hall was clearly divided.
