"Guards!"
At Zhao Xinghe's soft cry, a figure appeared in the room like a ghost. Zhao Xinghe didn't react at all, simply ordering, "Go. I don't care what methods you use. By tomorrow morning, I want to see the head of that damned, so-called down-and-out noble from the Great Qi Kingdom... the one named Qin Li!"
"Yes, sir!" The person vanished from the room in an instant, not even asking a single question.
"Wait. Come back."
The figure reappeared in the room, standing silently and awaiting orders.
Zhao Xinghe's brows furrowed. 'If my "dear" second brother finds out about this, what will he do?' he thought. 'That's right. He'll definitely send people to protect him, then wait for me to walk right into his trap. He knows the one I hate most is the one named Qin Li.'
'Hmph. Trying to bait me won't be that easy!'
