Fang Yue smiled bitterly to himself. He never imagined he would find himself in such an awkward predicament.
However, he quickly composed himself and began to consider his options.
He knew he had to act fast. If Black Robe told the Han Prince about this, he would be in real trouble.
A flash of resolve and determination appeared in Fang Yue's eyes. 'I have no way out,' he thought. 'I must do whatever it takes to handle this crisis.'
He couldn't let Black Robe succeed, and he certainly couldn't let himself fall into an even deeper predicament.
He took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down. As his thoughts raced, a preliminary plan began to form.
He needed to stall Black Robe first, buying as much time as possible to find a solution.
"Heh, you can go ahead and try. We'll see who ends up without a proper burial!" Black Robe sneered.
Faced with Black Robe's sneer, Fang Yue remained completely unshaken.
