These guards were indeed hired by outsiders, so they had no loyalty towards King Fan. They had no objection to the nephew of King Fan, who had suddenly stepped out to take charge despite being sidelined for so long. Deep down, they all understood that everyone was just a puppet, playing different roles.
The nephew of King Fan also knew that he couldn't truly command these people.
They were nothing more than a ragtag group, each with their own agenda and intentions.
In this way, they made a fuss all through the night. By midnight, those who were tired were asleep, and those who were drunk had passed out, sprawling all over.
Fu Wen leaned his face against the air vent, observed outside for a long time, and confirmed that those people were all dead asleep. He turned to his brother beside him and said, "Tonight, we must stay alert.
If anyone tries to cause trouble at this critical moment, those filthy scoundrels outside won't be of any use!"
