Fu Zhengci crossed his arms over his chest, matching Gong Ting's aura blow for blow. He lifted his chin slightly, arrogant as he said, "As long as you two aren't married, I still have a chance to turn the tables. Gong Ting, if you've got the guts, keep me locked up here for life. Otherwise I will absolutely do everything in my power to win Xiao Yu back."
A chill of killing intent instantly rose off Gong Ting. He glared at him coldly. "I won't give you that chance."
It was of course impossible for Gong Ting to keep Fu Zhengci imprisoned for life. The whole point of framing him was simply to force Su Yu to come beg him. Now that his goal had been achieved, naturally he couldn't keep holding him.
But the matter had already blown up. When Fu Zhengci could get out was no longer up to him; it depended on when Eden finished setting her "please-into-the-urn" trap. Only by seizing this opportunity to wipe out Cecilia's faction in one stroke could she sit securely on the throne.
