Prince Jin's Mansion.
"Your Highness, the Secretary of the Secretariat, Longchuan Master, is dead."
Gongyang Hu followed respectfully beside a handsome youth in a black Python Robe. Lu Guangjing, his hands tucked into his sleeves, gestured with his chin toward a piece of Confucian calligraphy that read, "Be Sincere, Trustworthy, and Righteous."
"Father Emperor should have discovered it long ago. It would be strange if he didn't grow suspicious. But he's as ruthless as ever. To think he'd kill a Confucian Scholar of the Eighth Realm of the Literary Palace just like that."
"Fortunately, he did not know Your Highness's whereabouts. It's just a pity that he was one of the Infinite Faction's envoys. His strength was decent, and he was quite talented," Gongyang Hu replied.
The Infinite Faction.
