"Now that Prince Mo has gained power in Shaohua City, could it be that Prince Yi is afraid that Prince Mo will seek revenge against him, so he decided to strike first to gain the upper hand and is looking for an opportunity to kill Prince Mo?"
"So there's such a thing—this is too much... Prince Yi doesn't seem to be a malicious person ordinarily. How could he do such things behind people's backs? Truly, one can't judge a book by its cover, nor can one fathom the depth of the sea!"
Prince Yi, upon hearing these words, immediately turned livid, especially when he saw Zimo standing upright outside the mansion gate—it made him want to spit out a mouthful of old blood.
"Zimo, what brings you here today, and with such a grand entourage?" His face tense, he forced a smile and looked toward Zimo, asking.
"Uncle Prince Yi, I came here today to bring you someone." Zimo had no time to beat around the bush and spoke bluntly.