The Fourth Prince held the dagger firmly against his neck and said sinisterly, "If you don't want to die, hurry up and tell me, what exactly is that thing?"
County magistrate: "It's... it's... a hairpin."
Fourth Prince: "A hairpin?"
County magistrate: "Yes, a man's hairpin."
Standing behind the county magistrate, the Fourth Prince was startled. If the county magistrate was telling the truth, Long Rui had indeed gotten hold of a leverage against him.
Because the personal items of the Princes of the current dynasty each have their unique insignia: even if they are lost, anyone who sees them will immediately know which Prince they belong to. If Long Rui really has his hairpin in his hand, his situation truly is perilous.
A sliver of cold light flashed in the Fourth Prince's eyes. He asked, "Have you seen that hairpin?"
The county magistrate stammered, "I haven't had the chance to see it; it was taken by the Prince."
