In the grand hall.
Xiao Zhanping collapsed to the ground.
Not yet dead.
But already in a sorry state.
Unable to rise any longer.
All he felt was hatred.
Hatred towards himself, for having been brought to this point by Zhao Mengyu and her son!
He regretted.
Regretted that in the past he should not have implicated Xiao Jinxing because of Liu Yanxi's affair.
If he had consistently valued Xiao Jinxing as before, Zhao Mengyu and Xiao Jinsen would not have had the opportunity to take advantage.
Now, he was even worried about Xiao Jinxing's safety at the border.
If he really were to die in battle...
He would certainly, die with eyes wide open in indignation!
Xiao Jinsen sat on the Dragon Throne, cold-bloodedly watching Xiao Zhanping's painful state.
Not until he fell completely before him, ascertaining he had breathed his last.
Did he reveal the smile he had long schemed to show.
He stood up from the Dragon Throne and gave an eye signal to Eunuch Mu.
