The Daqi Dynasty, within Duke Wei's Mansion.
Mo Tianji lay on the wicker chair, with gentle sunlight shining on his face, bringing a trace of contentment to his expression.
He appeared extremely comfortable.
Soon, Mo Tianji slowly opened his eyes, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"After so many years of hardship, I've finally managed to brand him as a traitor!"
"Next, I want to see how this guy plans to stop the court's army!"
As Mo Tianji spoke, a hint of malice appeared in his eyes.
Mo Tianji couldn't help but think back to the treatment he received at Luo Mansion a few years ago. Being the grandson of Duke Wei, Mo Tianji's status was extremely noble.
Though not on par with the princes and imperial grandsons, in the entire Daqi Dynasty, even some third-rank ministers had to show Mo Tianji respect.
After all, Mo Tianji's grandfather was Duke Wei of the current Daqi Dynasty and a powerful Martial Saint.
