The night was slightly cool, and the Prince An Residence lay in utter silence.
After reading the secret letter, Li Ming'an's eyes turned ice cold as he crumpled the piece of paper into a ball and threw it onto the ground.
The letter wrote that the person sent to assassinate at the Prince Qiu Residence that afternoon had not succeeded.
Although he had anticipated this, the thought of Li Mingjue and Qi Yu enjoying their time freely in the Prince Qiu Residence while he was confined for a month filled him with discontent.
Li Ming'an stood up, fiddled with a brass ornament in the study, and the hidden door behind the bookcase slowly opened to both sides.
He entered the secret chamber and, upon seeing the person inside, threw the letter in front of him: "Is this the assassin you found? Can't even kill a defenseless fool!"
