"What's the background of Prince Ji?"
"Prince Ji, named Zhu Youtong, has a penchant for the mysterious and possesses notable talent; as for why he oppresses the people, it's mostly the doing of those under him," said Sun Bing, before turning the conversation, "Of course, he himself also bears certain responsibility."
"I've seen him, living in opulence. If he takes a liking to someone, naturally, they would think well of his character," Li Jianxing took up where Sun Bing left off, "Perhaps such actions don't seem to him as evil—just the way things have always been done, and he believes he should handle matters in the same way."
Xu Xuan looked at Erza and said, "Have your men deliver a letter to Chenzhou for me."
"Yes!"
Prince Ji's Mansion.
Vermilion Gates imposing, two stone lions lifelike, with fierce eyes staring at the entrance, flanked by tall and strong royal guards.
Stepping through the gates, a picturesque Suzhou-style garden greets the eye.
