Jun Mobai wanted Prince Jin to wave the flag of rebellion up front, while he reaped the rewards behind the scenes, but little did he expect that Prince Jin had long been wary of him, too. Luckily, Prince Jin still held some familial affection for this nephew, subjecting him to some suffering but sparing his life.
Though it's said a good death is better than dragging out a pitiful life, for someone as proud as Jun Mobai, dragging around a frail and sickly body might feel worse than death, wouldn't it?
Yu Xiaolian lowered her eyes, hiding the emotions within, and sped towards the gambling den with a spring in her step.
"Ah, little brother, you finally came, I thought you weren't coming!" Old Hu and Old Bao had been waiting for a long time. Not seeing Yu Xiaolian arrive, they were getting restless, pacing back and forth at the entrance of the gambling den multiple times.
