Prince Yu Mansion.
The study was filled with a thick scent of blood.
The old butler pushed the door open and walked in, his eyebrows slightly furrowing at the sight of the disarray before him.
Ever since he had practiced that forbidden skill, the Princely Heir's temper had become increasingly violent...
Chu Heng threw the limp corpse on the ground, his eyes bloodshot, his brow furrowed with malice.
"Why, why?!"
"Why would Chen Mo trace it back to Zhou Jing'an?!"
The morning court had just ended when Chu Heng received the news.
The Demon Clan was suppressed, the Red Sand Mine exposed, and Zhou Chuanbing, Assistant Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, had been thrown into the Imperial Prison!
Not only that, but ministers tainted by the Barbarian Tribe had been exposed en masse!
Years of planning, all ruined in a single day!
The old butler sighed.
He had warned the Princely Heir to keep a low profile when the Demon Clan case first came to light, but...
