Dongfang Xingshu chuckled: "So you've betrayed just like that?"
"You and I are both citizens of the Immortal Gods." Song Zhong's voice was calm: "So is the Emperor."
"Moreover, Lord Qin cannot discern right from wrong, willing to use any means to climb higher, and the Jinyi Guard has become a slaughter knife at her command. Such a person is unfit to rule."
"Then what are you waiting for?" Dongfang Xingshu snorted coldly, "When do you plan to take action?"
"No rush." Song Zhong, removing his cloak to reveal his Flying Fish Suit, slightly tightened his grip on the spear in his hand: "Lord Qin has already begun to falter."
"Hmm?"
Dongfang Xingshu glanced at Dongfang Xinglan, who was no longer at ease, and listened as Song Zhong continued: "The Southwest Nineteen States, so hard fought for, are now at risk of being lost due to this upheaval. She's panicking, and panic betrays weaknesses."
Clang—
