As the saying goes: a mighty Dragon cannot suppress a local Serpent. Once you set foot in Huizhou Province, isn't it all up to our Qin Family?
If you start trouble without thinking it through, you're courting death!
"Does the death of that wretch have anything to do with these two?" Prince Qin asked in a low voice.
"Father, you should be able to see—the deed was too cleanly done: Divine Techniques, Primordial Spirit Emergence, killing from afar… Unless they're caught in the act, it's nearly impossible to have enough evidence to condemn." Qin Ming replied coolly.
"Since that's the case…" A glint of icy sharpness flashed in Prince Qin's eyes.
"I understand what you mean, Father. If they were small fry, of course we would rather kill a thousand innocent than let one go…"
At this, Qin Ming paused briefly, then continued, "But these two are no ordinary characters."
Fang Changle is the Maoshan inheritor, his fate tied to the White Crane Temple's incense lineage—needless to say.
