The middle-aged man gave a slight nod, knowing Lao Han was right; they were already regicides, and being caught by the Crown Prince wouldn't change how they were perceived.
"Indeed, Great Chu has fallen, and our opponents are those ambitious Noble Families and Clans. Since we can no longer pretend to be loyal and filial subjects on the surface, it's better to be an outright traitor," the middle-aged man laughed heartily, his eyes as cold as ice that would not melt for a thousand years.
As Lu Yuan died, the once united capital instantly fragmented. Ambitious schemers who had been waiting for ages finally saw the chance they had long yearned for. They moved at the first whiff of opportunity. These Noble Families, who in reality controlled the fate of The Dynasty, were ready to ascend the stage to contend for the Central Plains, shedding their hypocritical masks to reveal their sharp fangs.
