For him, Xiang Qiyan was the person most deserving of death. With Xiang Qiyan overshadowing him, he would never catch the Emperor's eye. Whenever the Emperor looked at him, all he thought was that this child was raised by Xiang Qiyan.
No matter what he did, no matter how much praise he received, it was all credited to Xiang Qiyan's influence, and he himself was nothing in the eyes of the Emperor.
Could he not harbor hatred?
Why should everything belong to Xiang Qiyan? Why should he only be a lackey lurking behind Xiang Qiyan?
Therefore, he did not feel at all that laying a hand on Xiang Qiyan was wrong. On the contrary, he felt that Xiang Qiyan deserved to die, deserved it very much!
"Is that so?"
Qian Jiyun's eyes were extremely cold as he stared at Xiang Qifeng.
To encounter such an ungrateful wretch, he thought he would be unfazed. However, this Xiang Qifeng truly infuriated him.
"Then I hope Prince Feng has an 'interesting' journey through the Flame Mountain Range."
