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Having returned to the Little Inner Court, back to Zhu Minglang's courtyard, Zhu Huo still hadn't fully recovered his senses.
Although the assassination attempt was thrilling, it didn't compare to the conversation he had with Zhu Minglang, which was truly hair-raising.
Had a traitor really emerged at the highest levels of Zhu Gate?
Zhu Huo pondered over the slip of the tongue made by Zhao Yin Ge, and then thought about some of the incomprehensible incidents he had encountered in the past.
"It's a pity there's no evidence, I don't even know how to start discussing this matter with Uncle Wangxing," Zhu Minglang said.
Last time he visited the mysterious realm, Zhu Minglang could tell that Zhu Wangxing held great respect for the four elders, including the female Hall Master who hardly spoke; Zhu Wangxing addressed her as an equal.
