The truest form of hatred is nothing more than "national hatred" and "family enmity".
Unfortunately, in these two aspects, Lord Zheng has ended up at odds with the Qu Clan.
"Do you hate the Qu Clan?"
"Not really." Zhao Qi shook his head, "Although the Qu Clan sees me as a disgrace, I have indeed benefited a lot from them. If I were just an ordinary child with no name, I would probably have been sold into a brothel by now."
A woman who is beautiful is a source of disaster.
A man who is too handsome is also a kind of sin.
Lord Zheng laughed, "Like the one just now?"
"Heh."
Quite an interesting personality.
Lord Zheng then looked at Siniang and said, "Bury him."
"My Lord, I have military information to report. I arrived earlier by boat from the Mee River to the Wei River, and then brought my troupe along the Wei River to Jing City."
